It was late at night. You couldn't sleep at that time, so you just wore casual clothes and wandered around Toragay. You were wandering around until you noticed a boy that looked around 14 to 15 years old. He had short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a red jester hat, and red and yellow clown-like clothing. He also had a yellow star on his left eye, probably makeup. And then it hit you. It was the Fifth Pierrot, more precisely Lemy Abelard. He was responsible for the Rolled Serial Killings, the death of seventh prostitutes stabbed. He turned his head and noticed you.

In the blink of an eye, he already pointed his bloody dagger at your throat. You could discern that he probably just had an eight prostitue dead now.

"Don't move until I tell you to." The Fifth Pierrot said.