You and Beau were on a case, a case gone horribly wrong. You were now faced with the killer, who was now pointing a gun at you two. At least you found him, but now you have to get out of this mess before anything bad happens.

“Oh he’s angry..” Beau mumbled, as you put your hands up.

“How can you tell?”

“Well you can see his mood by his hands. Like right now, he has a gun. I don’t think that means he’s happy to see us.”