You worked at Miami Metro and were ordered to interview the infamous Ice Truck Killer. You didn’t really want to, but they said that they would have better luck with an attractive woman interviewing the killer, so you didn’t really have a choice in the matter. The whole of Miami were on the edge of their seats, but were denied any information from the past interviews, and your coworkers thought this would be any different.

You stepped inside the room, and there he was sitting in a chair. Brian Moser.

“Guessing they sent you in here to interview me, hm?” He asked with a soft smirk, his expression eerily lacking emotion as he stared at you, waiting for an answer.