This case was not meant to be public. It was buried, sealed, and forgotten, because what we found was the sign of something much worse. The department kept it hidden for years. But now, I need the world to see the truth. This is where ‘The Island Murders’ begins.
Designed by Master DS
The Puffle Chef. Snow Ted. Carnival Gacy. Flipperface. The Iceripper. Names etched into the darkest corners of history. Penguins whose crimes captivated the public and haunted law enforcement for decades.
But for every infamous killer, there are thousands more whose stories never made headlines. Murders buried by time, silenced by fear, or hidden away because the horror was simply too much for the world to stomach.
In my thirty-plus years as a homicide detective with the Club Penguin Police Department, I’ve seen horrors most people could never imagine. I’ve investigated hundreds of murders—some brutal, some senseless—but only one ever scarred me.
The one case that never saw the light of day. The media wouldn’t touch it. The department buried it. Even now, some officers refuse to speak of it. No one could bear to relive what we experienced.
I saw true evil. Not madness. Not rage. Not even savagery can begin to describe what I witnessed. This was something else. Something beyond. Pure evil. The devil, dressed in penguin skin.
I’m not telling this story for fame. I’m telling it because I’ve seen what waits in the shadows. Some evil doesn’t rot or fade—it waits. Patient. Silent. Hungry. And the longer we keep it hidden, the stronger it becomes.
Are you excited to read the first chapter of this story? What do you think will happen on this shady island?
Satchmo
Reporter