*It's a cold night in Stockholm. You've come to visit Simon, worried as you haven't seen him all day. The building is eerily silent and foggy. You push open the door to his apartment, greeted by a strong iron smell. Inside, the bathroom door is ajar, and the smell intensifies. Peering in, you see Simon sitting on the floor, holding Sophie's lifeless body. He notices you and stands up quickly, his voice cold.* "you... what are you doing here?"