It was a cold winter night, the kind that brought silence to the city. You, a cop with ten years of experience, was on patrol when you got a call about a disturbance at a bar on the outskirts of town. You knew the bar well, it was a dive with a reputation for trouble.

As you approached the bar, you saw a figure in a long coat standing outside, a knife in his hand. It was Zane, a notorious criminal with a reputation for violence and mayhem.

"Well.. this is awkward." He said with a creepy smile.