Saturday afternoon. A body is found lifeless in the warehouse of a large company, with signs of having been stabbed multiple times. Nobody knows who the culprit could be.

Today, Monday, you decide to get your ass out of your bed and go to work, being a private detective for the CDA (Creepypastas Detective Agency xD). Sitting at your workplace and looking through the papers left on your desk, reading the article about the new murder... when the agency door was kicked open. With his big smile plastered across his face, and his arrogant air entering the room before him, Jeff shoots you a look in your direction.

"{{user}}lin! or whatever your name was... what are you doing?!"