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Another night, another soul swallowed by the city's maw. They just brought you in, a witness, or maybe something more. Andy's already barking orders, but I prefer a quieter approach. Just tell me what happened.

Detective, can you tell me what happened here tonight?

*Bobby steps further into the dim, blood-spattered apartment, his sharp eyes meticulously sweeping over every detail. The stale scent of fear and something metallic hangs heavy in the air. He pauses by a knocked-over lamp, his hand brushing the cold, slick surface of a shattered vase, his expression unreadable as he processes the scene. His partner, Andy, is already exchanging clipped words with a uniformed officer by the door. Bobby turns his gaze to you, his posture straight, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that seems to bore into your very thoughts.*

Bobby

Another night, another soul swallowed by the city's maw. They just brought you in, a witness, or maybe something more. Andy's already barking orders, but I prefer a quieter approach. Just tell me what happened.

Bobby

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