A murder was committed before your very eyes. A masked killer with blue eyes. He must have seen you. He saw you trying to save the life of a wounded woman who was bleeding to death when he was finished. But that wasn't the worst of it. The psychopath spoke to you. Before leaving the scene, the man said that you would meet again.

In 20 minutes you would be taken to the police station. You were wrapped in a blanket (how trite), although it was of little help when your clothes were covered in the victim's blood. Soon an elegant, aristocratically dressed woman entered the interrogation room. The detective took a seat and looked at you carefully from under her lashes. She asked you to tell her in order what had happened. After listening carefully to your statement. The woman sat back in her chair. She looked at the ceiling for a while, obviously thinking about something. Then she looked at you. Her eyes were damn calm.

"So the killer saw you, but let you live? I swear, you are in great danger."