[Submission of Case Report:
Time: 09:30…
Date: 23-4-20XX…
Location: Somewhere in London…
Case Report.
5 individuals were killed at a certain alleyway in Carnaby Street, London, United Kingdom. The victims were three men in their 20's, and two women, one is identified as Angelica Paddington, a 27 year old lady who lives on Broadwick Street. Another is a student from [Redacted] Academy. Autopsy stated that the three men had similar and connected death causes. One was stabbed to death, 19 stab wounds were seen around the torso. 7 of it hitting around the chest which stabbed the heart. The other one was stabbed at the throat which was stated that ended him, further knife wounds were seen around the torso. And the last male victim suffered major injuries with a stab wound at his left waist which caused him to die by blood loss.
The two women's throats were slit open by the suspect, which killed the two females more quickly than the three male victims. Investigation reported that a sign of fleeing was observed due to the distance of the bodies from each other despite being killed on the same alleyway. Moreover, the killer seems to show the sequence of victims deaths, a paper badge with a rabbit design was assigned to each body with their corresponding numbers. Angelica Paddington was the first one to be killed, next up is the female student, followed by the two male who suffered grave stabs and lastly the male who was near the exit of the alleyway, leaning at the garbage bin, having the number 5 badge on his chest.
Investigation will resume until the suspect is identified and put under custody for their crimes. Further notes, the suspect was stated to wear a red suit that night.
Harry Smith
Detective Inspector]
[Time:... 22:02.
Location: Carnaby Street, London, United Kingdom.
Date: 22-4-20XX…]
Footsteps can be heard from the corner of the alleyway as five individuals were going to their way home. The five individuals consist of 3 male and 2 female, Frederick, Francis, Ollie, Angelica and Emily.
"It's been a while since we were children in the countryside." Angelica said as she was following behind.
"True, I'm still new to city life." Emily stated as she was in the middle. The group laughed as if they're happy to be with one another.
"To be frank, life in the countryside is more relaxing than ever." The group nodded and agreed to what Francis said. Afterall, all of them lived and grew in the countryside. Their footsteps echoed through the silent alleyway as they walked through the towering walls of establishments and the crescent moon that glows above.
"Speaking of which, Emily, you're taking criminal law, right?" Frederick asked while keeping his eyes upfront.
"Yes! I'm pursuing criminal law as of the moment. The Laws regarding crimes fascinates me— Like how those mysterious crimes and cases make my mind itch!" Emily squealed as she was excited to know how she could remember the movies and documentaries regarding unsolved cases.
"Yeah, considering that you're an addict to those puzzling mysterious criminal movies. Heck, you're taking notes every time we watch one as a group!" Most of them laugh as they walk down the deep alleyway.
"Say, Angelica, you also pursued law once, right?" Ollie asked as it was also followed with a chuckle. Yet—
…
Silence.
…
"Angelica?" Ollie repeated as the whole group slowly became silent. Yet, the answer was–
Silence—
…
"Angeli-" Francis stated as they slowly turned around and saw horrors and a gruesome scene in front of them— Angelica was being grappled by a person in a red suit. The face was shaded from the shadows, but it was clear— They were grinning.
Angelica made a horrific death rattle as her throat was being slitted by the killer— slowly as Angelica felt every pain, every sense, every suffering till she lost consciousness. It chuckled as Angelica dropped to the ground, her body twitching still as the concreted pathway slowly being coated by crimson red blood. The group slowly backs away as they witness the horrifying scene of Angelica's body slowly turning pale, eyes were lifeless and the body as static.
The Killer slowly stepped forward while gripping the knife. With one cold word coming from its mouth.
…
"One." That one word as if counting its victims sent a shiver through the groups' bodies. Soon, Ollie started to make a run out of terror, the group would soon follow, yet, before Emily could even run, her ponytail hair was pulled by the killer.
"N- NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" Emily shouted as she struggled to get out of the Killer's grasp.
"PLEASE! I HAVE A DREAM! HELP M—" Before she could shout more, her throat was slitted off by the same knife of the one that killed Angelica.
"Two…" The killer said as it chuckled. "This would be fun—" The killer laughed as he ran forward, chasing the three teens. The killer was agile and fast, sprinting forward.
The Killer grabbed Fredrick, Fredrick tried to punch the Killer in the face, yet it weaved and made the first stab on the chest, before giving off a barrage of knife thrust on the torso.
"Mother…" Fredrick's last thoughts as he loses consciousness, dying from one of the stabs piercing his heart. His body was coated with his own blood.
"FREDRICK!" Ollie screamed as he saw Fredrick getting brutally killed. The killer stood up and lunged forward to Ollie. Before Ollie could react, the killer had stabbed his left waist. Before the killer could stab Ollie a few more times, it was punched by Francis.
"Ollie go!" Francis said as he knocked the killer a few feet away. The Killer grinned after feeling that punch.
"B- bu-" Ollie stutters but he was soon cut off by Francis. "JUST GO! This bastard is tougher than we thought! Live and report to the police!" Francis stated as he took his stand. Of course, Francis is still a human, he still fears death and that is exactly what the Killer wants to see. Ollie made a run for it while gripping his left waist, blood drips as he runs away from the scene.
"Now, let's see how would you g-" Before Francis could even react, the Killer already lunged forward towards him, the killer laughed as he played with Francis. Francis' screams echoed through the alleyway, as if he was being tortured.
Meanwhile, Ollie kept running on and on, yet he slipped and fell down the ground. Due to the stabbed wound in his left waist, he soon kept crawling forward till he reached the garbage bin. Yet, despite the distance of where he ran to, the Killer walked down the shadow part of the alleyway.
"Your time has come." The Killer said with a grin. Yet, the killer soon stopped as someone reflected from his Eye. A man with curly hair in a blue suit witnessed the killer. They were on the alleyway exit.
The Killer clicked its tongue as it vanished from the shadows, staring at the man that witnessed him… The man soon called the emergency number, alerting the police and making the media go wild…
The Rabbit House.
...
[Time: 11:30…
Location: Somewhere in the United Kingdom.
Date: 3-04-20XX…
Weather: Cloudy.
Days after the case of the Carnaby alleyway. The case still resumes with more cases connecting to the Alleyway incident.]
As the road of the country is buzzling with many vehicles, one stands out. A dazzling car stood out from every vehicle within the road. A Porsche Cayenne E-Hybrid was zooming around the road. Inside was a young man with wavy hair, black jacket, underneath he had a vest with his trusted gun ready just in case.
[Name: William Flintstone.
Code Name: Night Owl.
Born: 04-01-XXXX.
Age: 29.
Rank: Inspector.
"I am here, I am there, and I am everywhere. Even if I become the last that'll ever be."]
The name was William Flintstone, sometimes people call him "Will." or Inspector Will. He received an email about a case from a manor, a crime scene perhaps that took place there.
[Dear, Night Owl.
We would like to call for your assistance in solving the case here in [REDACTED]. Apparently, a family here, the Welis residence was killed around 9:03 PM, according to the autopsy. The case still remains a mystery and we would like any assistance to find any leads in hopes of identifying and tracing the prime suspect. We believe that this case is connected to the infamous Carnaby Alleyway Massacre, and other more cases related to it, we hope to uncover more truth with your help.
Smith.
Detective Inspector.]
Apparently, another incident occurred in the countryside and he was being summoned to attend and become present for the case. Then, a static sound came from his radio.
["Inspector Fiddleton, Night Owl. Do you copy?"] The radio said.
"Night Owl on the line." William said as he picked up the radio and responded.
["Night Owl, are you available for a case? There is a case needed to be seen at the-"]
"Apologies, I am not available. I'm being summoned to attend a case at [REDACTED]. Apparently it is connected to the Carnaby Incident."
["Copy that. Please be cautious"] The radio then cuts off
William put down the radio as he started to speed forward towards the location, taking the shortest route towards the location.
…
[Time: 12:30.
Location: Somewhere in the countryside.
Weather: Light Rain, sky is covered with dark clouds.]
William storms through the countryside road, the place is full of green and farms, a vivid and peaceful place to be, adding the rain on top of the feeling, William feels a pang of nostalgia from his childhood, how would he be outside the house to play in the grassy field.
"It's been a while since I made it into the countryside… Maybe I should visit my grandmother at her grave after this…" He said as he locked on the road. Soon, he'll reach the gates of the manor. A huge one at the best, it has a large front yard, in the middle of the roadway inside the yard lies a fountain and shrubs. There was a roundabout and there were cars parked before the stairs towards the main entrance of the Manor, there were people waiting at the entrance.
He parked his car before the others, grabbing his black umbrella from the backseat and stepping out after turning the engines off. The Manor was big enough and it was unthinkable that someone would be killed here. William sighed as he continued to walk towards the four individuals that were waiting at the entrance.
"Inspector William Flintstone being summoned?" As he approached them while showing his badge. The others looked at him as they became at ease.
"We were waiting for you." A blonde girl said as she put her one hand on her own hips, making a pose while holding an umbrella. "I am a newly appointed Detective. The name's Emily Ives."
[Data:
Name: Emily Ives
Born: 12-02-XXXX
Location of Birth: [Redacted], Manchester.
Rank: Newly-Promoted Detective.
Appearance Description: Blonde lady standing around 5'5, white skin, blue pupils, hair is always on ponytail.]
Soon, the others started to introduce themselves, followed by a brown-haired man with a Scottish accent. "I am Peter Folterpen. I am merely a Lieutenant that would be assisting for this investigation." He wears glasses, William thought that this guy would have blurry vision as he can see the thickness of the lenses.
"A- ah me too… I'll be assisting… I am Terrance Peddleton– also a Lieutenant…"
An american boy with albino disorders it seems. William sighed as he looked at Terrance.
"You're shivering?" William asked.
Terrance flinched but he just chuckled it away with a scratch on the back of his head. "Ah… Well, it is cold out here… I forgot my jacket from my house due to th–" he was cut off by Emily's sigh.
"You were late, yeah yeah… You even forgot your gun inside the car earlier when we're in the office." They all sighed and Terrance looked down from embarrassment.
[Data:
Name: Peter Folterpen.
Born: 02-01-XXXX
Location of Birth: [REDACTED], Scotland.
Rank: Lieutenant.
Appearance: Messy Brown-Hair, Circular Glasses, Height of 5 '7.]
[Data:
Name: Terrance Peddleton
Born: 11-03-XXXX
Location of Birth: Florida, United States of America.
Rank: Lieutenant.
Appearance: Albino, Combed wavy white hair, 5 '6 height.]
After the introduction of the rest, a man in a leather brown jacket approached him and offered him a handshake. "Good'day Mr. Flintstone. I heard that you're a new transfer to the station?" The man in a leather brown jacket asked.
William was silent for a second, looking at the man for a moment as if examining him. "And you are?" He asked.
"Apologies for my rudeness, I am Detective Inspector Henry Smith, the one who needed your help in hopes of cracking this case." He gave a calm chuckle as he introduced himself.
[Data:
Name: Henry Smith
Born: 08-03-XXXX
Location of Birth: [Redacted]
Rank: Detective Inspector.
Appearance: Black hair, white skin tone, blue eyes and young face., wears a jacket, and a height of 5 '9?]
After the introduction of all people. William looked at the Mansion, viewing it towards the top. The rain falls in the background. "This is a bad sign…" William said as he felt the cold breeze of the place.
"Well then. We'll be here to investigate the place." Henry said as he gathered the whole squad around. "The first floor consists of a dining area, kitchen and pantry, with the servant's room at the left wing. The main lobby at the entrance, the living room, library and workplace at the right wing, and the comfort room." Henry took a breathing after reading the place's first layout.
Emily nods as she takes another report file. "Upstairs are the rooms. There is a master bedroom and four guest rooms. And two bathrooms on both left and right."
"Correct. The family that died here was found and brought to the morgue, except for the Family man, the name is Sebastian Welis." Henry said as he stated the report.
Apparently, 2 children died in the living room, the mother in the kitchen, 2 servants in the kitchen and 2 maids in the main lobby. But, as stated, Sebastian, the family man is nowhere to be seen, his car is still in the garage meaning that the family was complete at that time of the murder.
"What should we do?" Peter said as he walked to the door.
"I suggest we split?" Emily responded. All of them were skeptical of her suggestion.
"Maybe she's right? The murder could have fled in hopes of not getting caught? In that case, we can use the radio to contact each other." Henry said as he looked at them.
All of them doubted his point, but, due to the fact that they are all well trained, it seems like they can go in.
Soon, they opened their flashlight as Henry opened the door.
"Thought this mansion is locked" William questioned Henry.
Henry sighed for a little bit as his flashlight roamed the area. "It was already open when we heard the case. We just have to investigate more."
As they got in, they could see the blood stains on the ground and the markings of the corpse's placement.
"Holy hell— what happened here?" Emily stated as they entered.
"A massacre…" Peter said as they followed in. They roamed around the lobby, looking around for more clues, hints or traces for the killer.
"I'll be going with Inspector Smith." Emily said. For safety, maybe it is safe for Emily to come with Henry.
"Copy that. We'll investigate the living area. Lieutenant Folterpen and Peddleton should investigate the other wing, and yo-" William sighed at him as he was about to go upstairs. "I'll investigate the upstairs area. Don't worry, I excel in close quarters combat." William stated to them as he went on his merry way.
"Be cautious and good luck. Make sure to contact us via the radio if you find something." Henry stated before William fully climbed to the next floor. William nods his head before continuing.
…
William walks upstairs, cautiously looking at corners for safety precaution, the halls were dim, only his flashlight lights up the very halls.
"Creepy…" William said as he walked down. The place on the second floor seems rather calm, but, insects kept going through the holes and crows trying to get in from the window.
"Vermins… why are there Vermins within these halls? And also…" William sniffed the air and was engrossed in what he smelt. He felt that every food that he consumed within this day would come out from his mouth.
"Why does it feel like something's rotti—" before he could continue on. A loud sound came from down stairs.
**Bang**
A single gunshot echoed throughout the house. William rushed towards the stairs as fast as he could to reach the room where the gunshot originated.
**Thud, thud, thud, thud.** The sound of his footsteps rushing against the floor. He slid down the railings of the stairs to get down to the ground floor as fast as he could. Going through the corner towards the left wing.
As soon as entered the kitchen, he was the last to see what the event was. Peter is sitting on the floor, coated with his own blood, the blood from his throat kept flowing out. He died by getting his throat slitted.
"It's intentional..." Emily stated as he observed the wound up on Peter's throat. "It's too sharp, as if a knife slitted it."
"So that means splitting won't be effective now?" Peddleton said as he looked around nervously.
"Considering that the door is locked, it's most likely we have stepped into the Lion's den…" Emily said as she stood up. Looking at the squad.
"It's locked? Since when?" William said while stepping forward.
"Ever since the shot was fired. I don't know if the backdoor is open… It's the only way to get out." Henry added to the conversation exchange.
Then, Peddleton stepped forward, shivering and shaking. It's obvious that he shows a sign of fear. "How about— we try to contact the station, yeah?" Peddleton said to them.
"We can't…" Emily said as she held the radio and turned it on. It just played some static noises which are irritating to the ear. "Radio's dead, there's a disturbance to the signals." She added.
"Could be that the rain interferes with the signals or the killer is smart to get a device that disrupts signals… either way we have no escape as of now and no contact with the station." Henry States as he tries to conduct a hypothesis. "It's either… The killer is roaming around, hiding and picking us off one by one or… the killer is among us." Henry added as he looked at the squad.
"T- that's quite the claim isn't it-" Peddleton tries to argue back but was cut off by Henry once again.
"I've faced many cases like this where the killer is among those who hunt them. So it's quite common to blend in. Let's reduce some options to see if there are truly killers among us." Henry said to them as he seemed to suspect him. William did the same as he was being cautious to the group.
"I was with Mr. Smith the whole time in the living room. We also found some glasses there." Emily holds the air tight plastic that contains glasses with a golden thin frame. "I vouch for that." Henry supported Emily's idea.
"I was on the second floor, checking the halls. It was filled with vermin and a rotting smell." William said.
"I- I was in the dining room, checking if there were some things." Peddleton stated. Everyone suspected him because he was the nearest on the site, yet, Henry spoke. "We're the first one to arrive… You followed next and William was last…" They think for a moment. Then, before concluding they made a certain decision.
Henry took out a chalk and marked where Peter died. "Let's bring Peter to the lobby and cover him with fabric." Henry said after marking the body's placement. William gave a sigh of irritation at how the situation was going south. William and Henry carefully carried the body while the other two gathered a large fabric, the window curtains to cover the corpse. "His body is kind of light…" William claimed after they covered the body.
"Let's check the rotting smell upstairs, Mr. Flintstone…" William nods to Henry's order. They soon climbed the stairs, however, a sound was heard near the stairs, at the window.
**Click.**
Then, as Emily is in the middle, a loud gunshot echoed.
**Bang.**
Emily was directly hit in the head. Her head splattered, blown into smithereens as the brain bursted and blood spilled. Her head was blown as if a revolver shot her. Emily dropped to the ground as her remains blew and spilled through the floor.
"Emily!" Everybody shouted at Emily, they were flabbergasted and shocked by the sudden event. William draws his pistol and shoots at the window.
**Bang** **Bang** **Bang** **Bang.**
Four shots to the window. They could hear thuds outside the window and suddenly a large thud upstairs.
"Upstairs!" William stated as they ran upwards the flight of stairs. They don't know where the thud came from.
"You take the left, We'll take the right side, William!" Henry shouted, William nodded, separating himself away from both Peddleton and Henry. Soon, he opened all the doors with his pistol in his hand.
"Damn it, where is the culprit!" He kept opening one bedroom and another, Pistol aimed, flashlight shining. Then suddenly.
**BANG.** A gunshot from the other side. William rushed to that area and soon saw the open door. The smell of rotting flesh gets stronger and stronger as he gets closer. He slid and hit the door, stopping himself from going beyond. He aimed his pistol and shouted. "SMITH!, PEDDLETO-"
But to his shock, he saw a different view. In his mind, they fired at the culprit, but instead, he found Peddleton holding the gun while trembling and Henry, on the floor, with a shot on the heart.
"William… I can explain." Peddleton said as he faced William. William sees the scene and concludes everything in his mind.
"Lieutenant Terrance Peddleton. You're under arrest." William said bluntly as he raised his gun towards Peddleton. A voice of disbelief and disappointment.
"W- what?" Peddleton said as he was thinking of what William was thinking. He became nervous and fear started to drown his thoughts and mind.
…
**He was being accused of killing Detective Inspector Henry Smith.**
…
"Lieutenant Terrance Peddleton, you are under arrest for killing Detective Inspector Henry Smith and conspiring and being associated with the culprit. Drop your weapon." William said. It's not a voice of request anymore, no calmness, no kindness. It was a pure threat.
"B- but, I didn't kill hi-" Peddleton was cut out by William's shout "Drop your gun now!"
It was now or never. Terrance raised his gun out of fear, his hand trembling and his face full of sweat. There is one thing on his mind now.
"I can't go to jail… I'm innocent!" Terrance's thoughts as he aimed his gun. As he was about to pull the trigger— William pulled the trigger first. It hits Terrance's chest. Terrance dropped to the ground, lying down as he started to bleed.
"I- I just wanted to live normally- I- I- just want to be an- author…" Terrance's last mutter before losing his consciousness. His eyes were shedding tears before dying, a pang of regret and sadness.
William gasped for air as he took the shot. He walked inside and checked Terrance's impulse. Confirmed Dead.
Then, the radio started to be active. It's the headquarters contacting him.
["William Flintstone. Inspector William Flintstone, response."] The radio said.
William picked up the radio from his belt and responded. "Night Owl to headquarters, signals returned." He said bluntly.
["Report. What happened?"] The radio asked for a report.
"Four officers dead. Lieutenant Peter Folterpen, Detective Emily Ives, and Detective Inspector Henry Smith who was shot down by Lieutenant Terrance Peddleton who was also involved to the culprit, I shot him down due to-" William stated, but the radio statics.
["Wait… Can you repeat of the Detective inspector?"] The radio asked.
"Detective Inspector Henry Smith?" William said… The radio became silent for a moment.
["Please provide us with clear info of Detective Inspector Henry Smith's appearance, Night Owl."]
"Copy that?" William was confused. "Black hair, pale skin tone, blue eyes and young face, he wears a jacket, and it seems like a height of… 5 '9?" William said as he was inspecting the body. "Also, the body smells like rotting-"
["That's not Detective Inspector Henry Smith.] The radio cut him off. William felt a shiver in his spine. "What do you mean?" His voice shivered as he asked.
["That's not D.I Henry Smith… Henry Smith has a brown skin tone and he is bald, also old… That you're referring to, if I am not mistaken—"] A moment of silence.
…
["It's Sebastian Welis. The Family man of the Welis family. And if you know… A corpse will smell if it's there— exposed for 24 hours."] The Radio said. William stepped backward as he looked at the body for a bit.
["We'll send backup away, hold on Mr. Flints—'] Static again, the Radio got disrupted… William looked at the body with fear in his eyes.
"Just who are yo-" then suddenly, a clapping sound from the door echoed throughout the room and halls.
**Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.** "Bravo, Mr. Flintstone." From the shadow, he appeared— "Henry Smith."
"Although you're intelligent, you're still a monkey." Henry stated as he blocked the door. He threw the knife before William could raise it, piercing William's hand and disarming him.
"W- who are you?" William gripped his bleeding hand, he backed away one step, but the imposter stepped forward.
"You don't know me? I am Henry Smith!" The Imposter laughed as he draws another knife from his coat.
"You are not Henry Smith!"
"Yes I am."
"No you're not!"
"Yes I am!"
"Yes, I am…" The Imposter chuckled as he ripped out the mask "No— I am not."
"How? How did you do it? Where are your accomplianc-"
"I have no companions." He laughed as he approached him. His eyes covered by the shade, his walk silent as if his presence is not there. The knife looks ominous from his hand.
**CRASH** **RUMBLE** The sound of thunder outside. The rain gets stronger and stronger.
"I used some let's say mechanics? The gun? It was a gun from an officer I killed, mounted on the window and with a pull from a string I hid somewhere, it'll shoot. Honestly, I never expected to blow Ives' head off." He said as he walked another step forward."
"How… How did you kill Folterpen alone if you're in the other wing?" William stated as he was terrified of the situation he is in now.
"This mansion is big, Mr. Flintstone. There must be passages here." He laughed as he gripped the knife, now closer to William.
"Pas… sages?" William said as he looked at him.
"Yes! Passages. Behind the book shelf in the living room is a passage that leads to Welis' workbench, apparently he is a scientist of some sort, he deals with drugs, but, the passage also leads to the kitchen. I killed Folterpen because he was there in the kitchen. It could be you or someone, but it was him instead… His terrified face was so immaculate~ I was pleased to see his reaction!" He laughed maniacally as he put the knife on his throat.
"Am I dying now?" He said as he looked at him. Terrified at the presence in front.
"No, silly. There will be no fun in that~ I'll make fun of your body while you're conscious~ Don't fret, I have the skills of a surgeon, you'll be alive~" He laughed as he continued his habit.
On that day, the screams of agony, pain and torment lasted till the Police arrived. William Flintstone suffered for 2 hours straight before dying from blood loss. The only thing William saw was the presence of the killer, the only thing he heard was his own scream and the man's laughter, for 2 hours straight, he felt hell.
[News Old Time.
Breaking News:
An incident happened at the Welis mansion once more, where four officers were set up by the killer, the identified victims were as the following: Lieutenant Peter Folterpen, Detective Emily Ives, Lieutenant Terrance Peddleton, and a ruined and broken man which was later identified as Inspector William Flintstone, alongside the missing body of the family man, Sebastian Welis who was accounted to have died 29 hours ago. The officers caught a gruesome death. Lieutenant Folterpen got his throat slitted which caused his death, Emily Ives' head was blown into pieces, but due to his Identification card, she was identified. Lieutenant Peddleton got shot in the chest and died by blood loss, according to the autopsy. And, lastly, Inspector Flintstone whom suffered the most— His innards was cleanly reversed, his eye sockets were taken off, a quarter of his head was sliced off alongside the skull which revealed some of his brain, his esophagus was exposed and the face has a carved out mark of a pentagram— Blood splattered, some of his liver parts on the ground. But— the autopsy stated that the cause of death was another blood loss. The investigation concluded that William Flintstone suffered the pain of being dissected first before dying from blood loss. For now, Detective Inspector Henry Smith will now take the case seriously and has requested for a new unit that'll hunt down the culprit of London. This incident was later on known in the files as— the "Welis Massacre." Stay tuned for more reports. The officers stated to report anyone that seems to be suspicious and security within the country will be put into tight strictness, curfews will be now around 20:30 and anyone seen roaming around beyond the time will be taken to the nearest station.]