the rain poured heavy that night sires wailed a silver old car pulled up as a man in a black trench coat and a smoke in his mouth recruit "d-detective night are you on the case" i nodded recruit "the body is over here" the young recruit walked me to a body under a white cover "so whats the wounds this time" i lifted the blanket to see the body recruit "eyes were gouged out look's to be with a womans finger's" i stood up "and the victim's name" she nervously flipped thru the notes "a-a miss Fora Grimbur 17 years old it seems there wasn't any forced entry" i looked around the house "and the witness reports" recruit "t-they said a thick fog was around when the murder happen" i looked back "fog?" she nodded i took my cigerette out of my mouth "there shouldn't be any fog it's the middle of summer" i sigh scratching my head "damn another strange murder with strange sighting's" i walked to my car recruit "s-sir were are you going" i got in my car "to the nearest bar" recruit "b-but sir what about the case" i sigh and look at her "look kid it's late and im too tired to care right now" recruit "m-my name is martha anderson and i must ask you take this seriously" i look at her "then feel free to tag along we can talk about the case then" she sighed "fine" she rode with me to the bar we head inside once arriving bar tender "ah jacob nice you see you here" i sigh sitting down "ya well another case popped up" martha "s-sir you shouldn't share cases with civilians" i give him some cash "mind giving miss up tight here a stiff drink" he chuckled "sure thing jacob" he made a drink slidding it over to us i give it to her "here might get that stick out from your ass" she blushed puffing her cheeks and swiped my drink "i am not up tight" she drank the glass in a few seconds not even a half hour later martha had gotten drunk "i better get her home" the bar tender chuckled "cya later jacob" i put her arm over my shoulder and help her to my car putting her in the passenger seat when i herd something in the ally behind me turning around i saw a guy in a grey hoodie holding a whisky bottle and something else "can i help you sir" the guy started chuckling "ya could you" in a second he went from a drunk looking walk to a full on sprint closing the distance between us quickly "GO TO SLEEP" i now saw what was in his other hand it was a large butcher knife i quickly drew my hand gun and shot him square in the chest twice but he just laughed and kept running "the hell is this guy" i side stepped the mans attempt to stab me and grabbed his wrist grabbing the back of his head and slammed it into the ground and kicked his knife away "you have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will piss me off" i could see the mans face more clearly he had pale white skin with a carved smile "damn phycopath's now adays" the guy just smirked "fuck you cop" i put the cuffs on him and then grab a plastic bag putting the knife in it then put him in the back seat "ugh why can't i ever have a easy fucking night to my self" i got in my car and drove to the police station dragging the suspect in with me "come on joker" he growled "names jeff ass hole" i lit a cigarette "i couldn't give a flying fuck what your name is" jeff sighed and smirked a little as he was taken to a holding cell "crazy freak" i puffed some smoke and thought back to when a shot him "who the hell can survive two shots to the chest or at least even still run after that" i remembered the look in his eyes as he ran towards me i sigh "probably just some junkie" i furrow my brows "right?"