The Chief of Police walked into an office and saw a person standing by a window, staring out of it, their arms clasped behind their back.
"What is it?" They asked.
"It's the inquisitor." He replied. Suddenly, the figure took a rifle that was leaning against the wall and aimed it at the Chief of Police, slinging it onto their shoulder. His face turned into fear and he swallowed.
"What about her?" The figure asked calmly.
"She's—she's hiding a bomb somewhere."
"How can you be so sure?"
"She seemed deadly serious about it."
The person sighed. "Do you really think that she would sacrifice herself?"
"Well—err..."
"There is no bomb, she is toying with you. Use your fucking head you imbecile!"
"Of course."
"Get out of here."
The Chief of Police nodded and then walked out of the room, closing the door behind himself. The figure took the rifle, placing it onto the floor again, allowing it to lean against the wall and stared outside the window once more.
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Inquisitor
Misteri / Thriller"Death looked over her shoulder, being prepared to see what was going to come next." There is someone walking the streets. Someone who everyone is afraid of. Many lives have been taken by them, some even tortured to death. Bodies were quickly pi...
