Reaper's Betrayal 2: A Widow Of Light.

Chapter 01: Detective's 1st Case.

Somewhere at a police station in Saint Paul, a man was at his desk, looking bored. The man was in his 20's, had orange long hair, ginger freckles, and was wearing suspender pants, along with a buttoned shirt, and tie.

A brown haired police woman a couple months older than him came in, and her badge was labeled Officer Frances. She was wearing high heels, along with a skirt, and had glasses on over her in between her uniform, and her hat. "Excuse me, are you Detective, Randy Trent?" Frances asked. "Yeah, that's who I am," the man answered. "The Chief has your first case, new guy," Frances explained, and gave Detective Trent a file with a picture of a pentagram stapled to it.

"About time," Trent said, picking up the file, and opening it. "There's been a large number of disappearance's in Saint Paul," Frances explained. "Outside of banks, jewelry stores, and mini-marts left with nothing, but blood spills, and pentagrams. All reports have been lead, along with zero witnesses after they begin to vanish."

"What are we thinking, murder?" Trent asked. "Not likely, but possible," Frances answered. "Another thing is that police investigator's discovered signs of dark energy." "Energy," Trent said. "Like broken lights, lunar, or what?" "No, Randy," Frances explained. "Just... Dark... Energy." "Weird," Trent said. "Weird?" Frances asked. "It's weird? We're discussing a case about a bunch of disappearing criminals that are nothing, but blood spills, and you think the entire case we're talking about is weird?"

"It's only a statement," Trent answered. "Weird is George Washington playing baseball with Barack Obama," Frances explained. "Weird is a canine remembering it's own birth. Weird is a young woman from a far away town, dreaming of going to a city, and never remembering what she is there for, and suddenly finds herself a job at a local strip club. Or at least it would have been a decent job, if she didn't spent the entire night drunk, and thinking about d*** every night, and ended up pregnant with the men she slept with, and never realizes who did it to her in the end." Detective Trent raised an eyebrow during the time the officer was making a statement. "This is not weird, Detective," Frances said. "This is the most perfect mystery."

30 hours earlier...

Back in Hell, Wes finally woke up, and coughed up the last of the lake water out of his body, and noticed that he was wearing a red hospital gown, and sleeping on the bed. After getting up, Wes tried to theorize what happened to himself, then remembered the night he drowned in the Michigan Lake after failing to get his revenge. Just then, nurse succubi came in wearing slutty nurses outfits, and noticed Wes waking up. "Well, look who's finally awake," Nurse 1 said. "Where am I?" Wes asked. "You're in Hell's infirmary," Nurse 2 answered. "Sit back on the bed, before you say anymore. We need to do a check up on you."

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