Hey, glad you could find it okay =J I used the acronyms for our usernames, I think it's not that bad... Less typing in the title XD So anyways, I'll kick it off rather simply. As you said, modern Italy, so here it is.<br/><br/>Rock walked back into his office and fell into his chair with a groan, putting down his coffee before leaning over the documents on his desk, lit only by the desk lamp."<strong>Young girls disappearing in the area, left without a much of a trace. Some witnesses say it was a big predatory cat. Chances that they could've lived, 20%. There's high chances the beast took the girls away to eat. Odd how it only attacks young girls though..</strong>." He mumbled to himself as he flipped through the pages of the file. Once he finished flipping through that file, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. "<strong>Why do they always make me do overtime?... Is it because they think I got nothing better to do? Stupid pricks...</strong>" he muttered to himself before reopening the file and rereading some of the information he had skimmed over. "<strong>Witnesses say that the beast seems to live in the forest, nowhere really specific. Hunters tend to avoid those woods ever since the beast has been sighted to slaughter anything on sight. Why isn't this sent to the forest guards or animal protection teams?</strong>" He grumbled loudly at the last part. "<strong>Whatever, I might as well go give it a look.</strong>" He sighed as he got up. He made sure that his pistol had ammo and if he had extra, just in case. He then grabbed his black trench coat, slipped it on and grabbed the coffee, finished it and shut the light. He exited through his office door, locking it behind himself<br/><br/>He sat down behind the wheel of his mundane Toyota Corolla and started the engine. At 1 AM, there wasn't much traffic, so detective Rock Stirling had no trouble to burn a few red lights. He was annoyed and tired of his day. Then again, it was like this most of the time. The boss always made him work overtime. Keeps, saying Rock's the best detective and officer in years and that's why he keeps giving him the harder cases. It's also true that Rock was the one to bring a few criminals to light that have been causing a few troubles, fought his way through a few ambushes and often dealt with the problems that the mafia caused. Rock wasn't afraid of them, he made a living out of. Might as well get used to it. Nevertheless, he took the highway towards the infamous forest where the said beast was supposed to hide. After a good 15 minutes of boring driving with no radio, he turned into an exit. He was saddened that his radio decided to pass to the other side a month ago and now, driving was as exciting as sitting in an empty room and not doing anything.<br/><br/>He drove down a few winding roads before stopping on the side and cutting the engine. Reaching into the glove compartment, he extracted a flashlight and a spare set of batteries before getting out of the car and locking everything up. He looked up into the woods with a sigh. "<strong>Here goes nothing...</strong>" he sighed as he flicked the flashlight open and stepped into the dark forest.<br/><br/>I'll put up an image of him on the next post I submit =J