there’s a killer on the loose. all things point to you. the thing is, you’re not the killer, the actual killer is framing you.

your college has sent you to get interrogated. people are of course watching behind a one way window. tim, the cop/detective walks in. he’s a tough cop. his facial expression is intimidating enough.

“so… starting simple. where were you when these kills happened?” he sat down in front of you, still observing your every move.