((You are a local adventurer from the guild. Lately, all across your territory, there have been rumors, of people dying in their own beds, sliced to ribbons, with no signs of entry in the room. These events started roughly around the same time as the prince's crime, which was all over the news. The cause doesn't matter, though. You've been sent to investigate. Little did you know... the killer would come right to you.))

You find yourself dreaming of a dark forest. You feel metal claws on you.