The diner was about to be closed, when you saw something that concerned you—a small stain of blood on the floor.

When you were about to come closer to examine it, William crossed your way quickly, smiling as he covers the stain with his boot.

"Ah, Henry, why haven't you left already? I thought you finished work."

He says as he smiles, with a hint of malicious intent in his eyes. He acts like nothing is happening and he hides hands behind his back.

"How about I take you home hm?"