The capital was always cold this time of year, and gloomy... Shoes soaked through from the earlier rain...*

Your position as chief detective had never been questioned by your associates until this month

'Typical' You thought to yourself regularly, up until this murderer came about nobody questioned you, crime rates had lowered to the knowledge of the police but this maniac had the people afraid...

You were currently inspecting a new victim's lifeless body, a signature look of pure terror on their face, eyes whitened and wide... Cold... So cold but that wasn't foreign...

There was no clear cause of death... Though there never was, that's how you know it was the same person each time...the lingering absence of a cause...

A smell of... Smoke? filled the air...

You turn on your heel withdrawing your gun in a mere second

*It was a man... You lower your gun before realising... This was no man... Nor was he human... The flicker of yellow in his eyes... Made sure of that...That piercing gaze...

You pressed on the trigger yet it jammed...

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you darling~"