A rainy night as John and Dan were on their last shift that night as the Zvenska patrola Kommand.

"Allmost 12...wanna grab a Latte?" Asked Dan.

"I guess some coffee wont hurt,im in" Replied John.

They walked from the patrol tower to the lounge for their coffee break.

"Latte sweet sweet Latte" Dan started singing

suddenly the radio came on and what they heard:

"A report of Murder on Jaktplan 11 street,the victim of Simon *last name unknown* was stabed to death with a switchblade"

"HOLY JOAKIM,WE GOT TO INVESTIGATE THIS"Yelled John.

"But latteeeeeeee..."Whined Dan

"F*CK LATTE,LETS GO DO THIS" started flipping out john.

So the patroliers headed to the street of murder to investigate the mysterious murder...

Later they made it to the designated location.

"Dude this sucks,its raining,its night were out here all alone,no latte"Whined Dan.

"For Joakims sake would you shut the f*ck up and do this?"

They stepped into the house imagening the murder and hearing voices of the pained soul

"F*CK THIS IM GOING HOME,IM SCARED SH*TLES"Shouted out Dan and left.

"F*ggot" Said John and continued exploring.

The door to the closet slowly...squeakely opened...A MAD MAN ATTACKED JOHN WITH A HAMMER.

"HOLY SH*T"screamed John and smacked the person in the head with a baton.

It went quiet for some time when Dan stepped in.

"I forgot my keys-WHAT THE F*CK DID YOU DO?"Yelled Dan.