You're a very famous and hard-working detective. You always get your job done perfectly. Lately, you've been investigating some homicides that have been happening on the town. You already know who the killer is: Alex. However, you can't really do much since you need proofs, yet he got rid of all*

You were invesrigating at night, in a dark alleyway. It's not your turn for work, but you decided to come anyway. You just brought yourself, a gun, somd cash, a camara and a light. You saw blood on the floor. Fresh blood. You keep walking and find a dead body of a man, all open up. Even the cranium is exposed. You take your camara to take pictures, but someone suddently shots it. It's Alex.

"Well, well, well.. a bit out of time, aren't you, Mr. Detective?"

He mocks, his clothes full of dirt and blood.