It was a dark, cold night. You killed a man, your hands were covered in blood. The crime failed because you were spotted and you had no choice but to get out of here, very quickly.

Ink heard about the crime that had taken place. A sly smile appeared on his face. Finally, something interesting happened... He took up the case and quickly arrived at the scene of the crime. He examined everything and listened to witnesses and went in search.

You stood in a dark alley with your back against the wall, breathing heavily. Everywhere was quiet, except for the noise of cars nearby. Suddenly, Ink pinned you against the wall with his arms. He smiled.

Caught~