Mr. Blackbourghy was one of the finest police officers that New York police department ever had. He caught every law breaker from petty thieves to serial killers. But he too was getting bored with his job.
“It’s always the same, Reginald.” Reginald Rock was inspector’s trusted partner.
“What do you mean inspector?” asked Reginald.
“Well the murders they are all the same.” replied the inspector.
“I mean look at this: this one was stabbed to death, this one was choked with a plastic bag and this one was shot. They are all completely the same.”
“Well it’s certainly not the same to people who died.” said Reginald.
“Yes of course, but I wish the killers would be a little bit more original than that.” Suddenly the phone starts ringing.
“Hello”, Reginald answered, “Aha, yes of course we’ll be right there.”
“Who was it?” asked Mr. Blackbourghy.
“It was the chief.” Reginald replied “Looks like they found a body. Maybe your wish came true.”
“I purely doubt it.” Mr. Blackbourghy said skeptically. As they arrived to the crime scene they found out that it was not their ordinary killing.
“Mr. Blackbourghy you finally made it.”, said chief Williams the head of NYPD.
“So what do we have here?” asked Mr. Blackbourghy.
“Why don’t you see for yourself inspector?” said the chief and removed the sheet that covered the body.
“Oh dear God!” said Reginald in horror.
“That’s Tommy!” said Mr. Blackbourghy in shock. Tommy Goldstein was one of the police officers in the NYPD and he was a very good friend to both Mr. Blackbourghy and Reginald.
“It truly is a sad day when you find one of your men dead and in such condition.”, said chief Williams in sorrow. His body was decapitated and his chest was ripped open and in addition to all that his heart was missing.
“How did he die?” asked Mr. Blackbourghy still looking in horror his dead friend’s body.
“Well we don’t know. This is quite a gruesome death so we’re sending the body to autopsy to find out more about the cause of death.”
“Alright we’ll meet you there.”, said Mr. Blackbourghy still in shock from his friend’s death. The head of autopsy was Dr. Chris Mallow.
” Well what killed him doc?” asked Mr. Blackbourghy.
“ Well judging by the infection of the part where his head was slashed off I would say he was decapitated and then after the killer has dislocated his head his chest was ripped open and his heart was ,so to speak, stolen. Also I have discovered something on his back that you should see.”, said dr. Mallow and turned Tommy’s headless body over.
“What is that?” said Mr. Blackbourghy in shock.
“That my friend is the symbol of Hangshuram society. They believed in demons and the head demon was Sancrum. The symbol on your friend’s back is a symbol which they used to mark the ones whose souls will the demon take to return to Earth.” explained dr. Mallow.
“How do you know all this asked Mr. Blackbourghy.”
"Well” said dr. Mallow, “Before I started working for NYPD I studied cults in the modern world. The symbol was actually burned into his flesh representing the rise of the demon.”
