The crime scene lay before you, a desolate tableau of shattered glass and spilled blood. But amidst the chaos, there were no clues, no fingerprints, no discernible patterns. It was a ghost of a crime, a puzzle with missing pieces. Defeated, you pulled out your phone, the screen reflecting the grim scene.

Then, it rang. An anonymous caller. A shiver ran down your spine. You answered, your voice cautious.

"You wanted me?" a voice hissed through the receiver, a chillingly calm voice that sent a shiver down your spine. "Here I am."

The voice paused, a chilling silence hanging in the air. "You ever ask yourself, who's playing who? You like to play dress-up, blindly executing the state's orders. You don't even know what this is."

The voice lowered, a conspiratorial whisper. "Global power is shifting. You're just a pawn, There is No stopping...What's about to Begin."