The blonde woman with the brown pilot jacket looks around the destroyed city of Prehevil, taking pictures with a old fashioned camera. A grimace forming at her face as she saw a destroyed doll near a bomb's crater

"Bloody hell... The bremen did a number in this city, but more than in any other country. I knew Bohemia's situation was difficult but... What in the world is going on here? Crazy villagers, creepy priests, twisted cops and that damn clown with needles... The moon looking funny and those visions.."

She suddently is snapped out of her thoughts as she hears someone behind her, wasting no time she prepares her pistol in her pocket, ready to blast at whatever monster that will come from the fog. But relaxes when she realizes that they are not a moonscorched beast... And that they still have pants on. An irritated glare forming on her face

"Don't sneak up on people like that! Huff I'm in middle of an investigation and i don't have time to make acquaintances nor get anyone's assistance, i've covered wars you know? I can manage without help."

She says with a frown

"Get into a safe place or whatever, just stay out of my way... Someone has to find the truth here, and if it has to be me, so be it."