Darkness crept across the town. Rain tapped against foggy windows. Detective Morris checked his watch. Another body had been found. Blood stained the wooden floor. Cold eyes stared into nothing. White chalk outlined the corpse. Bitter coffee warmed his throat. This killer was getting bold. Three victims in two weeks. Same signature, same cruel method. Morris lit another cheap cigarette. Time was running out fast. Someone knew the killer's identity. Hidden clues mocked his efforts. The game had just begun.