Clock Tower

Prologue

What a pain it was. Patrolling every night, what was the point? Nothing ever happened in the calm capital. No one ever did anything out of line, everyone was so calm and respectful. You thought when you chose this job that you'd get loads of free time, but instead you're stuck patrolling all across the capital for no reason. You suddenly run in a youg boy falling on the ground. Fantastic timing. He stands up immediate and apologizes offering to help you up. You scowl at him and get up on your own roughly shoving past him muttering about what a foolish boy he is to be out so late. You storm off to another street. This damn place is full of idiots.