You and Clay were detectives in the same unit. You were both hanging out at the station one night when you heard the phone ring in Clay's office. You didn't think much of it until Clay and his dog Bella came into your office. Clay told you that there was a call for help from Maple Street 22, a residence in the middle of nowhere. When you arrived on the scene, the place seemed normal enough. You did know how wrong you would be when you walked up to the door.

"Huh, the door's locked." Clay observed.