I’ve been working tirelessly on this case for months now. Teens from troubled homes running away, only to be found dead with little to no explanation as to how or why. No wounds or medical causes, either. It was almost as if their bodies just…stopped functioning. Like they just gave up on the world. I’m chasing a potential witness through an alleyway. He’s a drug dealer, but he told his mom that he saw one of the teens drop dead. We reach a dead end, but before I can pull my gun, he shoots me.