My name is Morgan Havoc.And I'm a wash-up detective. I was fired from the NYPD two years ago.I tried the P.R buisness but that's a lost cause.So many small-time cases with too many eccentrics is a waste of my talent. But earlier this month something interesting cropped my attention.And it's something that might just convince me to join the P.R buisness once again. In the "Daily dose of news" I saw that a peculiar string of murders had happened.Every victim was a man between the age of 23 and 56 years old. There were no clues. No fingerprints. Just vanished lives and a pattern no one else saw. All the victims knew the same girl—though she never looked the same twice. Different hair, different names, different stories. But the eyes? Always the same. Some say she’s cursed. Others say she hears a voice that changes her—gives her strange powers. I’ve seen signs like this before. Not natural. She’s not just hiding. She’s being pulled toward something dark. And if I don’t stop it, more people will get hurt. Time to dust off the old badge. This case isn’t just strange—it’s personal.
