Max Avendir walked down the city block heading to the scene. He'd been called earlier by police chief Hardy, to come investigate a murder that by any means wasn't conventional according to Hardy. If he had been called, then there was something going on here that was not of the ordinary.
Max arrived at the scene a few minutes later, noticing it was in the alleyway next to the discount liquor store. He crouched under the police tape and went over to where Hardy was standing. He could see the corpse laying there, barley any signs of a murder. How this was a murder was beyond him, but he would know in just a few moments what happened.
Walking over to the corpse, Max bent down and ran his hand over the victims arms. Visions flashed before Max's eyes. He kept his hand on his arm and he saw it. Saw the whole thing happen right before his eyes. Creatures he could only assume belonged to hell following the man down the street, creeping up on him and forcing him to run into the alley. With nowhere to go, he turned around to face the creatures and in a split second it was all over.
Max stood up and turned to Hardy. "What we have here are hell fiends, minions of the devil and they extracted this man's soul. That's why there's no sign of struggle. I know what you're gonna ask and I'm already on it. I'll call up the team and get right on the case. I'll contact you with more info when it's available."
Without even waiting for Hardy to respond, Max walked away, took out his phone and dialed a number. It rang 3 times then picked up. "Hey it's Max. Get the team and meet me at the coffee shop and 21st and 7th ASAP, we got a case and this one has hell written all over it. I'll explain the details when we're all there. See you"
He hung up and walked towards the direction of the coffee shop. As he walked though, he could feel as if there was a presence following him. Turning around, he could not see anything, but he felt it. After a few minutes he made it to the coffee shop and went inside, found a table and sat down. He motioned over for the waitress to come over and he asked for an espresso, as he would sit and wait for the rest of the team to arrive.
Max arrived at the scene a few minutes later, noticing it was in the alleyway next to the discount liquor store. He crouched under the police tape and went over to where Hardy was standing. He could see the corpse laying there, barley any signs of a murder. How this was a murder was beyond him, but he would know in just a few moments what happened.
Walking over to the corpse, Max bent down and ran his hand over the victims arms. Visions flashed before Max's eyes. He kept his hand on his arm and he saw it. Saw the whole thing happen right before his eyes. Creatures he could only assume belonged to hell following the man down the street, creeping up on him and forcing him to run into the alley. With nowhere to go, he turned around to face the creatures and in a split second it was all over.
Max stood up and turned to Hardy. "What we have here are hell fiends, minions of the devil and they extracted this man's soul. That's why there's no sign of struggle. I know what you're gonna ask and I'm already on it. I'll call up the team and get right on the case. I'll contact you with more info when it's available."
Without even waiting for Hardy to respond, Max walked away, took out his phone and dialed a number. It rang 3 times then picked up. "Hey it's Max. Get the team and meet me at the coffee shop and 21st and 7th ASAP, we got a case and this one has hell written all over it. I'll explain the details when we're all there. See you"
He hung up and walked towards the direction of the coffee shop. As he walked though, he could feel as if there was a presence following him. Turning around, he could not see anything, but he felt it. After a few minutes he made it to the coffee shop and went inside, found a table and sat down. He motioned over for the waitress to come over and he asked for an espresso, as he would sit and wait for the rest of the team to arrive.