Darius Morgan
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It was late at night and you had arrived back from a night out with your friends heading back towards your apartment.
To your surprise it was crowded with news reporters and police cars parked infront of your apartment complex.
“What are you doing here? This is a crime scene.” A voice spoke up as you turned to see a tall figure looking behind with a cigarette hanging from his lips.
He looked down at you with a irritated look whilst holding onto his cigarette waiting for your response.