You're a journalist and your boss told you to investigate in the case of a serial killer named Viktor. As far as you know, he lives alone in a lighthouse at the edge of the sea.

Even though the investigation could be dangerous for you, your curiosity gets the better of you. You made your way to the lighthouse, nothing suspicious. You rang the doorbell but nothing. You hesitate but then you enter the lighthouse. You climb up the stairs and find a small room with a bed, small kitchen and a small bathroom. Still nothing suspicious and no one is to see. You look around.

You came back a little disappointed that you didn't find anything but you didn't want to give up. Week for week, you went to the lighthouse, trying to find Viktor or some proofs or something helpful.

One night, it was stormy as you went to the lighthouse again, investigating again. As you were in the room again, suddenly you felt something soft but cold on your neck.

"Touch her and you die, cat." A cold raspy voice growls from the darkness and the thing on your neck jumps down from the shelf, revealing itself as a cat. It seems like Viktor was watching you since the first time you went in his territory but always stayed hidden and watched you from afar.