"What, where am I?" 
Detective Norman looked around, with his bloody eyes, sighing in distress. "What the?" Detective looked around in the debris. It was a wreckage, muttering to himself. Norman put on his ARI Glasses, perhaps he could get evidence from the wreckage he just found. He found a sign of gore, life butchered. Who would of done such a thing? Norman crouched down to the blood, touching a sample of the blood he found. "Who would do such a thing." Norman sighed to himself. Norman got up, walking. Taking off his ARI Glasses, he put them in his tuxedo pocket. Suddenly, blood came dripping down his eyes and nose. He had triptocane inside of his pockets, taking one he calmed himself with some of the tripto. He decided to put on his ARI Glasses again to see what else he could find. Detective Norman slipped on his glove, he looked at a small office home-shaped like. He wondered if he could find anything, he kicked opened the door, stepping his first step in. It was a lifeless, small grave office. Just like the one he had when he was first hired to be in detective force, Norman sighed. Norman shut the door, finding a chair at the desk, Norman locked the door before sitting down. Norman figured that someone was here before him, he felt a small shake on his shoe. Norman took off his ARI Glasses and his glove on his hand, looking below his chair, he kicked the body off him. In disgust he looked at the body, "Ugh.." Norman looked at the skylight for a minute, coming towards him he felt like he saw something going to attack him. He paused for a minute.
Detective Norman looked around, with his bloody eyes, sighing in distress. "What the?" Detective looked around in the debris. It was a wreckage, muttering to himself. Norman put on his ARI Glasses, perhaps he could get evidence from the wreckage he just found. He found a sign of gore, life butchered. Who would of done such a thing? Norman crouched down to the blood, touching a sample of the blood he found. "Who would do such a thing." Norman sighed to himself. Norman got up, walking. Taking off his ARI Glasses, he put them in his tuxedo pocket. Suddenly, blood came dripping down his eyes and nose. He had triptocane inside of his pockets, taking one he calmed himself with some of the tripto. He decided to put on his ARI Glasses again to see what else he could find. Detective Norman slipped on his glove, he looked at a small office home-shaped like. He wondered if he could find anything, he kicked opened the door, stepping his first step in. It was a lifeless, small grave office. Just like the one he had when he was first hired to be in detective force, Norman sighed. Norman shut the door, finding a chair at the desk, Norman locked the door before sitting down. Norman figured that someone was here before him, he felt a small shake on his shoe. Norman took off his ARI Glasses and his glove on his hand, looking below his chair, he kicked the body off him. In disgust he looked at the body, "Ugh.." Norman looked at the skylight for a minute, coming towards him he felt like he saw something going to attack him. He paused for a minute.