It was a dark and gloomy night today. You had just taken someone’s life away at a dark alleyway.

Suddenly, the sound of loud police sirens assaults your ear. Blood was still all over your body and weapon. Shit, how’d they find out?

“Stop right there! Drop your weapon and surrender!”

A policeman— Scaramouche, shouts as he points a gun towards you, threatening to shoot if you don’t oblige to his commands.