Another African American man walked around a dark room in confusion.
"Hello! Is anybody here?"
There was no answer. He found a door and tried opening it. No luck.
"Whoever you are, I can have you arrested."
He tried to remember how he got here. He recalled speaking to someone on the phone:
"Do you wanna come over tonight Maya?"
"I'm sorry. I just can't. You have your own issues to deal with."
"You're right. I'm sorry."
He hung up and heard a noise in his house. He turned around and faced the face of a pig.
Lights in the room turned on. He could see a lot better. He looked around again and saw a camera. He also found a walkman with a tape inside. He picked it up and pressed the button that played the tape:
"Hello Detective Waters. You may be searching around and finding clues to figure out where you are and why you are here. I can save you some trouble by telling you that you're here because you've never been much of a family man. Ever since you became a detective, you've isolated yourself from your closest relatives. Now you are left without a brother. I'm sure that a seasoned detective like you will be able to search for ways to get out of this building. You are not alone, though. You should know that the man who killed your brother is in this building. Live long enough and you may meet him. Let the game begin.
Graham Waters' heart was faster than before. He remembered the night he found his dead brother's body beside a road. His mother had been very upset that night.
"I swear to you, Mom. I'll find whoever killed him."
"Oh, I already know who killed him. You did. I asked you to find your brother, but you were too busy for us. We weren't much good to you anymore, were we?"
Waters heard a buzz. He tried opening the door again and it worked. He walked down a hallway until he came to a table that had a small statue with a note on it. He recognized it as the statue that he found at the scene of his brother's death. Waters read the note:
"When you hold this statue, more doors open for you."
Waters picked up the statue and heard another buzz. Another door opened.
"I have to hold on to this," he said to himself as he walked through the doorway.