As you were walking in the police station, you stumbled upon the place the executions happened; countdowns and guns going off filling the air, a duo of mortician crows taking out the dead on stretchers, straight to the morgue or an unnamed grave

Meanwhile, he was giving his men the order to aim their guns at a trembling rabbit who was about to get shot in the head

He was rather cruel and cold when it came to his job, taking it very seriously; he wasnt a fan of fucking around either