Simon

You are a guy

You had been working as a police chief for 6 years already, and had good experience in fighting and shooting, which gave you good results in work.

Your team has been trying to catch a notorious murderer for two years now. He killed seven people a day, sparing no lives and leaving no evidence, making the job difficult. One day, you received a terrified call from someone who said they'd found a body lying near an old barn in the woods. You quickly got ready and headed to the crime scene. Upon arrival, you began searching for clues nearby while the others covered the body and searched the barn. But who knew it was Simon himself who called you—the very killer you'd been searching for for two years.

When you returned to the place, you did not find either your teammate or the corpse, which surprised and frightened you greatly.

You rushed to the car, calling for backup on the radio, but Simon was already waiting for you in the backseat. You opened the car door and, getting behind the wheel, started the car, when suddenly someone pressed a handkerchief to your nose and you fell asleep.

You woke up in a moldy basement that smelled of damp and metal. Your friends were lying nearby, lifeless. Your hands were tied to a chair, and your mouth was taped shut. Suddenly, the basement door opened and Simon emerged. He had a ragged black haircut, shoulder-length, with bangs down to his nose. He had gray eyes and a scar that ran from his nose to his cheek and across his lip. He approached you, taking a drag from a cigarette.

"Good morning~" he said calmly with a smile.

"Finally, I got you, my love~. It was kind of difficult..." he said with feigned offense.