A two sided mystery

Chapter 2 - Questions

"Who is Joey?" Andrew looked over at Daniel, a questioning look obvious on his face. "You're the brains of this pair, have you any clue?"

"Why are you asking me Andrew? You're the researcher. I just put together what little details you find, and tell you where to search."

"Ah, good point. Well then, what do you want me to look for?"

"Hmm. Well for now, I want you to search the database, and the internet, for any thing else you can find about this 'Joey' tag we keep finding. Is it a person? Is it a group of people? Anything you find, write it down and hand it to me when I get back. I'm going to go and talk to the officer that returned from the incident." Andrew nodded and spun around to face his computer, starting to scan every source he can find.

Daniel walked out of the offices, heading towards the meeting room, hoping to speak to the officer who returned from the incident a few nights ago. The officer in question was sitting in one of the chairs, his head resting on the table in front of him, his breathing slow and steady. Asleep. Daniel walked over to the man, placing his hand on the sleeping mans' shoulder and shaking him awake. The officer sat up with a start, blinking the sleep out of his eyes and looking around, trying to figure out where he was.

"Good morning, officer. I'm detective Daniel Shane." Daniel circled around the table again, taking a seat opposite the officer and pulling out a small notebook and pen, flipping to an unused page and getting ready to write. "May I ask your name?"

The officer looked over at Daniel in front of him and shook his head, waking himself up fully. "Yes. My name is Boris Elstead. I'm 22 this year." The pen scribbled down his name, and Boris looked confused. "Will you be writing everything detective?"

Daniel looked up at the young man and nodded "Well, yes. For two reasons, mainly. One is that I'm a detective, and no matter how small the clue, it may help. Secondly, I have a bad memory." He let out a brief laugh, the man in front of him confused. "My memory is awful, I forget things all the time, so I have to write it all down instead. Don't worry though, when the case is over I will hand all this over to the archives and no one will access it."

Boris nodded slowly, beginning to understand what the detective was saying. "But anyway," Daniel continued on, "Can you please tell me more about what happened? I want the events leading up to the incident, and the incident itself."

The young man nodded a bit and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "I was on patrol with Dylan, my former partner, and we had just cleared the street that it happened in. About five minutes later, HQ alerted us of a notification one of the public had given us. There was a scream on the street below, and she was too scared to go see what it was. So my partner and I drove back to the street, getting out of the car and turning on our torches. The headlights from our car had illuminated a figure, and the wall they were painting something on, but we couldn't get a look at their face. They turned to face us, a mask covering their face and a hood over their head. All of a sudden the figure let out a creepy laugh, and we shone our torches around. That was when we noticed the bodies. There was three bodies in total, one a middle aged man, one a younger woman, and a small child, no older then 5. It was horrible. The man was just lying in a pool of his own blood, slowly being cleaned by the rain, and the women and child were lying in a pile off to the side. I felt sick at the time, but I didn't have time to throw up. The figure sprinted as us both, and we dropped our torches, moving to grab our pistols. But we didn't make it in time. The next thing I remember, I was falling through the air as I saw him plunge his knife into Dylans neck. After that, everything is a bit hazy. I remember him taking Dylans gun and using it on me. Two shots in each of my legs, and one in my arm, but none of them were deep. I spent the next two days in the hospital, and I was released last night by my own request. I am supposed to take it easy, but I had to come to HQ as soon as I could to assist in the investigation. And that is all I can remember."

Daniel nodded, scribbling everything the younger man says into his notebook in a frenzy, nodding in understanding every now and then. When the story was finished, he looked upwards towards the roof, thinking for a moment. "And you can't remember anything else? Anything at all?"

The officer shook his head for a moment, before his eyes widened. "No, wait! I remember something. After he shot me, he leant in and said something to me. I think it was something like, 'tell them, someone was here.' I can't remember the name he gave."

"Was it by any chance, Joey?"

"Yes! That was it. 'Tell them Joey was here.' He said that to me before I blacked out, and the next thing I remember it was early morning. There was a tight pressure on both my legs and my arm, and when I looked down, they were all covered in bandages. The nurses informed me of what happened, and I was told not to forget anything in case we ask questions."

"Hmm. This sounds like a tough case. Well, can you try to describe the man to me in as much detail as you can?"

"Okay, but I might not remember much." Boris closed his eyes for a moment, deep in thought, before opening them and leaning forward on his non-injured arm. "He was tall, about 6 foot 2 inches, and he was dressed entirely in black. His pants looked like normal black tracksuit pants, water resistant ones, and his jacket was obviously the same. It seemed to shimmer slightly as he moved, but that might of just been the rain. The mask he had over his face had a skull pattern on it, but was otherwise just something you could get wherever. He had two sheathes strapped to his calves, and what looked like knifes in them, but he only used one blade. It was a long blade, too long to be a knife, too short to be a machete. It was about the length of my forearm, and was completely black. The handle and blade were pitch black, but the actual sharp edge was sharpened and polished silver. It only had an edge on one side, the other side was blunt."

Once more, the pen scratched over the paper frantically, writing down all the details as well as possible. "Is there anything else you can remember about him? Did he have a manner of movement, or a quirk or anything that you would remember?"

The officer froze in place for a moment, before nodding his head slowly. "I only remember two things clearly about him as he stood over me. His eyes seemed to be glowing red in the darkness of his face, giving him the appearance of a demon. And the blood lust he emanated. It was terrifying. I could feel myself frozen in place from the sheer amount, and how thick it was. I could almost see it in the air, curling around my legs to keep me from running."

The pen stopped moving over the paper as he spoke, curious eyes instead looking up at the man in front of him. "Blood lust? As in intent to kill? Interesting." The pen resumed its movements, before stopping, the notebook closing with a snap, disappearing into the detectives pocket. "I'll look into it more on my own." The detective stood up and extended his hand out to the officer in front of him.

The officer took the hand he was offered and shook it firmly. "That's all the information I can give you at the moment. I hope it's useful, but I'm sorry I couldn't provide more."

"No need to apologise." The detective smiled and reached into his pocket, pulling out a card. "If you remember anything else, call this number. It's a number that connects straight to me, so you can use it if anything comes to you. Take it easy, Boris." The officer nodded as Daniel left the room, walking back up to his office, thinking as he does.

"Blood lust, huh."

AUTHORS NOTE

For anyone reading this, which right now is not many. I will be updating this every Friday, and if I miss a week, I will upload 2 chapters. I've also planned out the whole story, and I'm estimating that it will be about 30 chapters in total. So, look forward to 28 more chapters!