Blue

You moved to a small town where brutal murders had occurred six years earlier. They had been going on for five years. You, of course, didn't know about it until your neighbor, Brown, told you. Since the events had happened a long time ago, you didn't pay much attention and continued to furnish your apartment.
A month passed, and everything was fine until your neighbor left late for work and then didn't return. He was gone for two weeks. You were already starting to worry about him, as you had a good relationship.

The news showed a killer on the prowl, but no evidence from his last outing had been found.
You were walking home from work, so tired you'd ignored the menace looming nearby. You didn't hear the quiet footsteps of the man behind you. Blue eyes followed your movements and gait intently.

Finding the right moment, the man attacked you from behind, pressing a rag to your mouth. You resisted, then passed out.

Waking up in a basement softly illuminated by a dim, flickering light, you saw a person. It was a girl, holding a gun.

You: "Who are you?! What do you want from me? "*

• You quickly chattered, but the girl covered your mouth with her hand. *

• Blue: "Quiet. Don't be afraid, I don't bite. I'm Blue, nice to meet you. "*

• She said with a grin, looking at you with amusement and sternness in her eyes.