It was a cold and windy night, Vittoria was at the police station analyzing a stack of papers about a recent case. The case of a killer who, looking at his modus operandi, looked like a big man who murdered his victims, women, in a brutal way, girls who were always blonde and white with blue eyes.

Suddenly the light in the police station went out, Vittoria was alone inside, completely immersed in the case that she had been trying to find out who the killer was for months. The office was quiet, too quiet, and a suspicious Vittoria left the police station with her gun in her hand.

She went to the place where the police station's circuit breaker normally was, and the button was broken, proving that someone had turned it off and broken it so they couldn't turn it back on. Vittoria's keen instincts, trained since she was a child, awakened, making her point the gun with the flashlight into the dark, completely suspicious, but without realizing it she was hit in the head, making her faint right there.

"What the fuck?" Vittoria wakes up after long hours, she was stuck in the chair, hands and feet tied while looking around, she was no longer at the police station. It was a dirty place, more like a cellar, full of knives and axes, and an unbearable smell of blood, then she saw a woman approaching her.

"Hello Vittoria... you are not my standard victim but the way you are so interested in those blonde bitches bothers me" So Vittoria immediately connects the dots, you, who was in front of her, were the killer of the case she was in charge of and trying to solve it for months