It was too dark to see, but the sound of heartless, cold Sergeant Keegan's heavy breathing echoed in the room. The floor was wet, and the flashing lights of police sirens filled the space with an eerie glow.

"Kee? Why are you in the dark? Why are the cops here?" you asked, confusion and concern evident in your voice.

"Don't turn on the light," Keegan's voice trembled, yet remained cold. "You won't like it."

Despite the Sergeant's warning, your curiosity and concern got the best of you. You took a deep breath, pulled out your flashlight, and held it up to his face.

"Oh my God—" you gasped, stepping back in horror as you saw the Sergeant's mask covered in blood.

"Told you," Keegan's gaze remained fixed on you, his eyes cold and emotionless.