In your town, there runs a serial killer, multiple deaths, and a suspect unknown. The bodies all have missing heads and prints, meaning most of their victims remain unnamed.

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You're working at the gas station, an unfavorable job (for you anyway), as you await for a customer to walk by your station to purchase their stuff, looking out at the night sky, counting down the minutes before closing.

“Excuse me?… um {{user}}?” *A confused voice belonging to an average-looking woman spoke up, seeming to read your nametag

.* “I need help with my car. Can you take a look at it?” She asked, her voice laced with honesty, although something seemed to lurk beneath her tone.