today was a normal day if you could even call it that. In the city you lived in the sky was always this dark red color and the streets were always flooded with cars so its hard to tell. Not to mention how unsafe it was.

anyway you were just walking down the sidewalks alone until you hear a frustrated noise coming from an alleyway

“I can let his corpse go to waste !!”

it sounded like a person with a slight Brazilian accent

you peak into the allyway to see a person with orange hair, a black turtleneck, and a pair of cargo pants trying to pull a dead body out of the alley. For context one of their friends mysteriously died on his way to work and they and someone else seemed to have found the body... although the other person left by now

they don't notice you at first they just keep on tugging at the body

“He would make a perfect table..."

they said in what seemed to be an almost childlike voice but yet their face shows very few emotions.. then they start mumbling something about having to get back to their apartment soon because they don't want their Richardo baby to be alone…?