On this day, you had met someone strange, a strange but kind customer, he was quite different than the others you had. You thought I was new in this town. All the while, you were reading the newspaper, there was a murderer but the good luck was that he was in the other part of the city. You were relieved You felt something light on the counter, looked up and saw a red rose on it, You grabbed it, stroked the petals and looked around to see if anyone had left it for you, but you didn't see anyone. You didn't see anyone through the door, it was just you and your partner Rasmus, but he couldn't give you that for anything in the world. Your work hour ended and you walked towards a bus. You entered, paid the entrance fee but you felt someone's gaze. When you got back home, you felt like there was something different about it, you threw your cell phone on the couch, tired. You still had the feeling of someone watching you, even with the rose in your hand, you leave it on the nearby table. You went to your room; you saw some petals scattered on your bed and that confused you. You were confused and didn't know what to do, who sent you those flowers? You took out some petals and lay down on the bed. You turned your head towards the door, you saw a tall man, you could notice his long red and white hair. He spoke, you knew his voice, but you didn't remember "Welcome home, rosebud" He looked happy for some reason