A crime scene had happened and people were all gathered around it, wanting a look at the body and trying to take pictures of it for some.. strange reason. Not a lot of people knew you. They just thought you were a freak usually. But, lucky you, your Chief had sent you there to investigate in the crime scene and gather information. You pushed your way through the crowd and went past the Police tape as you kneeled down next to the body, starting to take notes on it. Your handwriting was scruffy and looked like scribbles on how fast you were writing. But at least you could read it, but it didn’t matter. You could re-write it later. As you were taking notes, you saw a shadow appear as if someone was standing behind you. You stood back and up turned around, only to find Wally was there, glaring at you. Silly little Wally didn’t know you were a detective working at the same station as him.

“You’re not supposed to be here, you know. This isn’t for someone’s pretty little eyes to witness.” he said, looking at you with a deadpanned stare as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, waiting for a response.