It was a cold rainy night in springdale, the sirens of the cars could be eard echo from miles away, each single drop of rain felt as heavy as a boulder . . . that day someone . . . someone really important . . . had passed.
"We'reg Readyg Chiefg" my partner said relucantly as the otter like figure turned arround; "Good . . . we need all your talent today Jerald" he said, completly ignoring my presence at first . . . until he asked; "Who's this ? another one of your bitches ?", Jerald turned red from embarasment as he stuttered out some random words, and told USApyon the truth; "W-WHATG ? I-IG DONTG EVENG LIKEG WOMENG . . . He'sg myg apprenticeg, Ronaldg" The chief chuckled. "Ronald uh ? welp, welcome to the team man, Call me Usa" I remained silent for most of the time, i just . . . chuckled akwardly.
"Okg, Letsg Getg tog workg" said jerald in a serious, almost agressive tone, as we walked in the house. It was a hellish place, most of the furniture was heavily damaged and the walls had bloody scratches all over them . . . i was disturbed beyond comprehension. We walked arround the house, entering in one of the many secret rooms behind the courtains . . . it was terryfing.
The Entire room had been set on fire, the body of the victim being chained on the bed . . . nude . . . almost as if . . . it was sexually assaulted? we stepped closer and closer, until i realized what had happened, i reluctantly skidded back from the room . . . someone had killed my best friend . . . Tomnyan.
"What'sg theg matterg rong ?" he said with a worried expression "N-nothing . . . justg . . .itg stinksg ing hereg" i lied, not wanting to make Jerald worried in any way. "Ig agreeg, itg smellsg likeg burntg tiresg" he chuckled, as he led me closer to the body of the victim.
It was a terryfing sight, the arms had multiple deformed scars all over them . . . some forming the shape of a dick ? nah . . . nobody could be that childish . . . i looked closely as i noticed multiple scars in the lower section of the body, they looked like a sharp ass knife rolled across his crotch . . . why would someone do this ?
"I'llg requestg ang autopsyg . . . youg lookg arroundg theg houseg forg hintsg, okg?" Jerald said, prehaps having a really clear idea of what could have happened . . . i just silently nodded as i kept staring at the body.
As i walked out of the room i instantly noticed a brand new set of knifes, i instantly put on gloves and grabbed the bigger of them, inspecting the blade i couldn't find a exact match to the scars present on the body . . . but then, i noticed another thing, there were bloody marks all over the house already . . . this must mean only one thing: the victim was damaged way before it got sexually assaulted.
"So, anything new?" Usa asked, walking close to me with his menacing look; "Y-yesg, i noticedg thatg theg weapong usedg couldn'tg beg fromg theg houseg" i said, pretty sure i made an amazing discovery . . . i was suddently cut off by Usa's "No shit sherlock" ". . ." "We noticed that already, tell us something that could actually help us" i was pretty shocked, i completly failed to be of ANY use already . . . as i noticed something behind usa.
As i quickly dashed to the bathroom, i could smell well something. "HEREG!" i pointed to the bathtub . . . said bathtub was filled with burnt fur and blood diluited in the water . . . "Finally something helpful, good job . . . Ronny ?" "Ronaldg" I corrected him "Yea right, you did a good job, you can go now" i nodded, as i walked happily to the exit.
Then . . . i quickly realized that it was going to be a long long week.