Prologue
Joe Biscoe sighed as he locked up the mansion, as his employers were finally in bed after a rather huge party that even they weren't prepared for. He was still amazed that some weirdos would even want to sneak in when there isn't anything to see.
'At least there wasn't too much of a mess and I can go home early.' Biscoe thought to himself as he re-checked the rooms for any other messes.
Satisfied with everything being in order, he decided to call it a night when he heard a strange sound coming from the back of the house.
'What the…' He briefly thought before a figure suddenly knocked him out and quickly dashed out of the house as quickly as he first appeared.
The figure broke down the front door and took off into the night.