Having ran out of the critical lab, you were met with the gruesome and cruel sight in the dark dim blue hallway.

It was Chief Yakou. He was laying down on the floor, bleeding and losing a lot of blood from his abdomen. The wooden knife inscribed with the letter "F" laid beside him, covered in his rose pink blood. Shocked by the scene, you immediately ran over to his weakened body.

He managed to cough out a few words. "Th-The hitman... Fink the Slaughter Artist..." He pointed over behind him, pointing at the hall where the cloaked figure that passed by had left to. You sputtered out, trying to figure out what to do to help the dying Chief in front of you.

"L-Leave me here... Just...seek the truth..."

Using his remaining strength, Yakou slowly inched his head up towards you, a small smile placed on his bloodied face and his dark blue eyes gazing shakily topwards yours, before he fell softly to the ground, losing consciousness.

The purple ghost contracted to haunt you, the God of Death, only flowed by your side silently.