Detective John Smith sat alone in the dimly lit office. Faint moonlight filtered through the dirty window panes. A chill ran down his spine as he read the note. The words "She's dead" stared back at him in red. He knew something was very wrong here. The body was found in the abandoned warehouse. Multiple stab wounds covered her pale, lifeless body. Her once vibrant eyes now stared blankly into space. He would find her killer, no matter what it took.