An alarm rings out! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! It’s not police or anything, but you’ve wasted too much damn time! Despite the HORRIFIC DANGER, one of your indulgences before… THIS, was taking nighttime strolls, and as such, you searched up the patrol times of the local heroes in your area, and set an alarm to let you know when they were about to begin so you could walk in relatively more safety! If you don't go out soon, the amount of heroes skyrockets!!!

You frantically finish this iteration of the note, and decide to call the police to help clear things up and make you look less guilty! Real criminals and monsters don’t self-report, right!??!
>”Hello, 991, what’s your emergency?”
>"MR.MILLER… LANDLORD OF 6969 AON STREET… IS… DEAD… "
"w-who is this?"
OH FUCKBALLS WHY DIDN’T YOU REHEARSE THIS SHIT!?!??!
>“I DID NOT KILL HIM… BUT I WAS THERE… WHEN THE LIGHT LEFT HIS EYES… WHEN HIS HEART BETRAYED HIM… AND HE BECAME DEATH…”
"w-what?"
YOU’VE BEEFED IT! BAIL! BAIL! BAIL!
>"*Heavy breathing*"
>“I. LOVE. YOU.”
*click*
fuck

You grab your bag, dash out the door, and scramble down the stairs as you want to cry. You make your way to Bon Avenue, where you know there’s a manhole connected to the main sewer lines of the city.

But as you round the corner, thinking you’ve almost reached safety, you’ve been spotted by a hero!
>“Oh! Hey! Citizen, are you alright!? Are you running from a monster!? ”
THANKGODTHEYDON’TKNOWYOU’REAMONSTER!
Trouble is that the manhole is right fucking behind them! You don’t recognize them, so… probably someone not too strong right!?!!?!?!?

>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMBEFOREHEKILLSYOU
>Turn around and RUN!!!!
>Dash past him and get into the sewer!
>write in