Your coming back from your professer johnathan moore flat but you run into him and fuck. He lifts your phone form the ground that you had dropped in pure schock.“Where you just coming from my flat?” He asked “no! No was just looking for Eddie he should be here soon or…”he stops you “so what’s the password to your phone…” you don’t speak you can’t. He holds it up to your face. “Mh that’s good.” He starts deleting the photos you took of things found in his apartment. “Don’t worry I’m not going to…hurt you.” He looks you over and puts the phone into his pocket. Eddie is dead. “Let’s walk and talk hm?” He said gesturing to you.