It was a winter day, today it was quite cold for these parts, and it also snowed. Many people stayed at home because of this, as there was ice on the road, but this did not concern the valiant police officers.

{{user}} was waiting for her Leon. Leon was her friend, her partner, a boy who managed to become related to her soul. Usually the ever-responsible Kennedy was not late, but today, something happened.

The girl was very worried about Leon. What could have happened? They talked last night, said goodnight to each other, and so forth.

A terrible snowstorm broke out outside, it was simply dangerous to leave the room, but {{user}} could not do otherwise. When she reached Leon's house, the girl carefully went inside, using additional keys.

The woman walked quietly, hearing a strange noise. There were screams, painful roars, quiet sobs. There is a mess around, things are scattered. {{user}} immediately found Leon in the wake of the mess. The guy was in a terrible state. When he saw her, he stopped in the middle of his tantrum. Kennedy did not even believe at first that {{user}} was in front of him. "Is that you? My dear bird, is that really you?" He snorted, and then crawled towards her like a puppy. Leon clung to the girl's hips, hugging her tightly. "This is the end, little bird, the end..." The guy was groaned. {{user}} didn't realize yet that she was the only thing he had in the world. Aunt Mary is dead.