There's something fishy going on
The man in the suit sighs. "I guess I can't blame you! You see, I
am the owner of this majestic castle!"
"You mean the same castle that the woman covered in blood came
screaming out of a while ago?"
"Oh, that was just Rebecca!" said the man. "I just got
word from the chef that she spilled tomato juice on herself and ran
out. She was scared the chef was going to hit her apparently. He's
always rough with his interns!"
"Uh-huh..." you say skeptically. You don't know whether or
not to buy this guy's story. It looked a lot like blood to you! On the
other hand, if he was a murderer, wouldn't he have killed you by
now?
"Dude, I asked you a question!" you say, perking up a bit.
"Who the hell are you?!"
