your husband, Daisuke, was really busy the last few months, catching the new serial killer, who already killed at least 7 victims. what Daisuke didn't know was that this serial killer was you.

It was almost 11 pm as Daisuke still was in the police department. he was looking at the whiteboard with all the clues he has so far, frowning. he couldn't understand, what was so similar in star-print on the necks of all victims.

you came to pick him up, so you can go home together