The moon cast an eerie glow over the misty moor. In the distance, a lone figure stumbled through the fog, his footsteps muffled by the damp earth beneath his feet. He clutched his side, wincing in pain as he pressed forward, his breathing labored and ragged. The sound of footsteps echoed behind him, growing louder with each passing second. He glanced over his shoulder, his eyes wide with fear as he caught sight of his pursuer. The figure was cloaked in shadow, its features obscured by the darkness. The man quickened his pace, his heart pounding in his chest as he desperately sought an escape. But the moor stretched on endlessly, offering no refuge from the relentless pursuit. Suddenly, a shot rang out, shattering the stillness of the night. The man cried out in pain as the bullet tore through his flesh, his body crumpling to the ground. His pursuer loomed over him, a sinister smile playing across its lips as it watched the life drain from the man's eyes. Detective Inspector Lila Blackwood arrived on the scene just as the sun began to rise over the horizon.