"Well, ain't this a witchy scribble fest. Thoughts?"
I have no idea what any of these mean
"Huh, not even a clue? This is some advanced shit, bro. You really wanna crack this case, or what?"
"Alright, listen up. We gotta dig deep on this one. Time to pull out all the stops and call in for some backup."
pulls out his phone and starts scrolling through contacts "I got just the person for this job. Hold on tight, bro."
dials a number and waits for the receiver "Yo, Lark! It's me, Viktor. Yeah, I've got a real weird one for you this time."
sits in the passenger seat
listens intently to the voice on the other end "Lark, listen up. We've got a real head-scratcher here. Some serious mystical shit going down."
"We need you to come take a look at something. It's like nothing I've seen before. There's symbols and markings everywhere."
"Lark, you're our resident expert on the occult. We really need your help with this one. Can you swing by the alleyway where the body was found?"
"Alright, Lark. We'll meet you there in 20 minutes. Get ready for some real mind-blowing shit." hangs up the phone
grabs a folder from the glove compartment "Alright, bro, we gotta get ready. Gather all the information we have so far."
flips through the files, taking notes "Alright, we gotta be organized on this one. We need to present our findings clearly to Lark."
As Viktor and Relym arrive at the alleyway, they are shocked to discover that Lark has been murdered in the same gruesome manner as their original victim.