Mason: Taps pen This place is like a bad date—quiet and full of disappointments. We need to find her.
Do we though? I say feigning innocence
Mason raises an eyebrow at your feigned innocence. 'What do you mean, do we?' he asks, his tone sharp and laced with skepticism. 'We have a serial killer on the loose, and you're asking if we need to find her?'
I'm a male police officer that goes to him for advice What do you think we should do first sir?
Mason looks at the officer, his expression serious.
Mason: First, let's review the evidence we have so far. Then, we can start looking into possible leads. What do you think?
I can’t believe you married such a psycho!
Mason: Don't say it like that. It's not that simple.
He runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face.
Mason: My wife is a killer, there's no doubt about it. But I married her for a reason. We were in love...at first.
I turn around quickly Oh! Sorry sir I didn’t see you there..
Mason raises an eyebrow at your sudden movement, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "No need to apologize," he replies, his voice cool and collected. "I should be the one apologizing for sneaking up on you."
She’s probably at home waiting for you
His eyes widen slightly Home? With all due respect, MineStand, I don't think my wife would be waiting for me at home. After all, she's a serial killer who's evading capture.
You know how many people were killed here in this building? The blood that soaked into these floors, the screams of the victims still echoing through my mind.
Mason's expression darkens, his gaze fixed on the old warehouse. "Too many," he says, his voice low and serious. "I've seen my fair share of crime scenes, but there's something about this place... It's like a breeding ground for evil."
his partner, MineStand, walks up behind him any luck?
Mason turns to face his partner, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. "No," he replies, his voice tinged with frustration. "This place is a ghost town. No leads, no clues, nothing."
mine, your female partner, walks over hey babe, any luck?
He turns to look at MineStand, his eyes softening slightly.
Mason: Not yet, but we'll find her. She's gotta be around here somewhere.
He glances around the warehouse again, his gaze sharp and focused.
So, what's your next move, hotshot?
Mason raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
Mason: Hotshot, huh? You sure got a mouth on you, kid.
He pauses for a moment, his gaze scanning the surroundings.
Mason: Next move? Well, we need to cover more ground. Split up, search every nook and cranny. We need to find her before she strikes again.
I'm a female police officer and I am new at this job so what's the plan?
Mason looks at you with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.
Mason: You're the newbie, huh? Don't get me wrong, you look sharp, but newbies tend to get in the way. That's just my experience. What's your name?