The text read:
A headless man was documented walking on the LA River Bike Path near Atwater Village earlier this year. If you have any further documentation, information, or recognize anyone in the photograph below please contact the Department of Investigations at 213-688-3919.
At that very moment the sunny California sun took an ominous turn and cast a grey cloud over the river, and more specifically me.
Like an owl I turned my head every which way. I felt the headless man was making his presence known to me. I didn’t see him, but I swear on the guillotine of life I felt his headless body wrapping his headless arms around me.
My bike chain rattled. It wanted to be pedaled out of there asap. I was too paralyzed to move.
And then I heard a voice. A voice that seemed to be gurgling. A voice with barely a larynx to emit a sound. A voice from a severed throat. The kind of voice you hear from someone who spent decades with a four-pack-a-day unfiltered cigarette smoking habit.
And this is what the severed voice said to me:
Anastasia did it. Find Anastasia and get me my head back.
Then just as quickly as it happened the cloud evaporated and the sunny California sun shone bright blinding me with its rays of light.
The headless man chose me for this important task. It is now my personal mission to find Anastasia and recover the headless man’s head.
It must be so frustrating for him not to have head, and having to walk aimlessly along the LA River.
I have re-read all Agatha Christie, re-watched Inspector Clouseau, donned my Columbo raincoat, grabbed my Sherlock Holmes pipe, and am now ready to solve this mystery of the headless man.