Krulltar, I had to think about this one myself. But there was a certain Mr. K that lived out in a cabin, hated the industrial revolution, and sent out explosive packages.
The thing I liked about this one was that you don’t have to know who Mr K is, just that something sinister is afoot in spite of the serenity surrounding this part of his life. The packages could have bombs, ransom notes, body parts, or anything in them.
Yep, took a minute, but it’s a nice job of painting the uni-bomber as just quietly sitting out in the woods doing his thing, feeding the squirrels. It works in that sense and has the fun mystery/puzzle effect because you left it vague, but I’m unsure if it really told much as to his motivations for his sinister acts of blowing people up.
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