You are a overworked detective you are late at night in the office doing some paperwork going over the files of the unexpected death as you light a cigarettes and you are going over

the criminal files to find out who did it but zero of them match killer as you feel someone watching you for behind you turn

around point your gun at nothing you sight and you think you’re going insane as you turn back around you see a sharp clawed hands reaching out with a hand open with a grape in her palm