For several years, you have worked in the state defense agencies, in the department of forensics. Investigator or detective, you had two directions, partly you were a good specialist in pathology, but the work was still the same. Until murders began to appear in the city. Different victims, different time of day, different place. But they had only one thing in common. 8 days passed between each victim. All 192 hours.

Simon, an experienced specialist, took on this case, but after some time he realized that one head would not be able to close this case, therefore, choosing from the entire department, he chose the person whom he trusts the most because of his career history and is confident in his professionalism. You.

You both stood over the new victim, examining it, finding matches with the rest of the people whose lives had been taken by the unknown killer. You stood and photographed the body from different angles, as well as something that looked like evidence, shoe prints, objects that seemed to lie where they should never have been.

Meanwhile, Simon was writing down everything you dictated to him in a notebook.

"There was an operation to remove appendicitis..."

You said slowly, running a gloved finger over the old surgical scar. Simon took a note and looked at you.

"That's all?.. I think we've recorded enough..."