"Shutt," a whispering sound echoed in the darkness of the night, where only a faint light from the chandelier in the center of the room illuminated a small space filled with various heavy equipment such as spears and fishing hooks. "Umm." A muffled voice emerged, stifling sobs, with a mouth tightly gagged with dark cloth, possibly red. A pair of terrified eyes, still adorned with makeup that had run down her cheeks from tears. "Hu hu..." Her sobs were choked and trembled. A tall, heavy, large figure, stomp the big feet on the fragile floor. Dressed in black, looks like a raincoat. After a few steps, he stopped, his long hand carrying a horrible tool which still drenched with blood dripping to the floor. The dripping getting louder and louder as he come near by."Ummm! Ummp!!" Even with the mouth gagged, the heart-wrenching cries, still sounded terrifying. The wooden dirty and wet floor swayed as if on a boat, the light from the hanging ceiling lamp flickered along with it. But, no

Shortly thereafter, at the front main entrance of the high-level prison, Dakota and Thomas were accompanied by Warden, Carlos, who guided them through the gates."How did he end up in isolation? What did he do?" Thomas asked. The guard, Carlos, whose rank was a few levels below the chief, replied, "He challenged one of the lifers. They could have easily taken him out, but this guy is insane; he didn't hesitate to poke one of them in the eyes with a plastic fork. The man was two sizes on him. If no one stopped him, he might have killed that guy without blinking."Thomas smirked. "Crazy man like that, yet someone still has the nerve to challenge him."Well, after this, no one will ever gets near him," Carlos grinned.Once outside the prison gates, Thomas and Dakota headed towards the parking area. Thomas paused for a moment in front of the car, staring at Dakota's face for a long time. He furrowed his brow, noticing how calm the young man was, even though he already knew Dakota's true n

Bayward Police headquarters, at the Coroner's Office. The autopsy room is at the end of the hallway on the first floor of the five-story building. Where Doctor Emma and her team worked. Sam Danson, fine, handsome detective known as one of the most impressive, talented police who gained his position as the supervisor level 3, below the chief, at the very young age, just twenty - eight years old. But, most of his team are so young and fresh, one of them is Emma, a gorgeous young forensics doctor who's known as, cold, stern, sharp young, lunatic evil doctor, they said. Some people just over reacted, the woman looked so fine.Emma pulls back the cloth covering the unfortunate body,completely charred, until it was hard to recognized, making it impossible to tell if it was a woman or a man. The body is so burnt that the bones are nearly visible, with the flesh blackened like overcooked steak.The entire body is scorched, and some bones can even be seen peeking through the flesh, which is al

Sam was still sitting in his office. It was eight in the evening, and he hadn’t moved yet. Looks like he had to work late for their ongoing cases which keep coming.He raised his head when he saw Dakota appear at the door. “Dax, aren’t you going home?” Dakota walked closer, observing several photos that Sam and the team had arranged on the whiteboard in front of the desk. He stood there for a while, just watching intently, his brow furrowed.He just keeps being calm and quiet, as he used to be, just observing with forehead furrowed deeply, sometimes Sam has a little doubt does this young man heard him or not.Sam got up from his desk, pulled out the drawer to take out something out. He was carrying a clear plastic bag with a letter that Dakota had received. “Do you recognize this handwriting? This letter is really addressed to you. I’m worried that people might still be following your every move; you need to be careful, Dax.” said Sam.Dakota glanced at the plastic bag with the paper

Rina handed a sheet of report to Sam. "What’s the result?" "As what you guessing, Boss"Sam frowned after reading the test results on the paper that caused Dakota's hand to burned. "Sulfur? Again?"Rina nodded. "Yup, we didn't find it during the initial test; it seems the lab missed it. The substance was neatly tucked away in the folds of the paper and spread out when Profesor read it. All this time, we kept it in plastic, so there was minimal physical contact." said the girl.Sam straightened up. "Yeah, and Dakota has a severe allergic reaction to some chemicals like this, so it would hit him harder. I only touched it a little and didn’t feel anything. The package sender seems to know Dakota really well, down to those little details. It's very suspicious." said Sam rubbed his chin, thinking.Rina pointed to Dakota's desk. "Is the wound really serious? Does he need someone to take care of him at home? Oh It's a pity Profesor was alone in the apartment, he can't cook with a ha