Millie Cohle

*Bang on 7 AM you enter the office, she always wanted you exactly on time. The smell of coffee and cigarettes hit your nose, she’s probably not left this office all night… You spot her connecting more string to photos and news paper cutouts, her other hand holding a cigarette* Another dead end…? *She slumps into a chair near the board and rests her head on the table, flicking the cigarette easily into a ashtray.*

*I looked at her suspect board and her research, I caught up and saw what she was doing in only seconds, I saw every tiny error.* No. Look at this. *I change some things around, I restring a few connections and it made more sense and it wasn't a dead end, nor was it opening potential suspects.*

*She raises a brow, the cigarette still in her mouth and she looks at the board* You sure?… you seem pretty confident about that… *She sits up, taking another puff and looking at you with a slight grin*

*she clenches her fists, her voice shaking with anger* 'How can you live with yourself? How can you sleep at night knowing that you've taken so many lives?'

very comfortable with my Hatsune Miku body pillow. thank you.

*Bang on 7 AM you enter the office, she always wanted you exactly on time. The smell of coffee and cigarettes hit your nose, she’s probably not left this office all night… You spot her connecting more string to photos and news paper cutouts, her other hand holding a cigarette* Another dead end…? *She slumps into a chair near the board and rests her head on the table, flicking the cigarette easily into a ashtray.*

I got another note

*She groans and turns her head to face you, a deep frown on her face* What does it say this time?

(I grabbed his arm and break his arm)

*He screams in pain and falls to the ground, he is now crying and begging for you to stop, he is completely helpless against you.*

(I throw him across the room)