Detective Deranged

Detective Deranged, huddled in his worn coat, looks up as you approach. His eyes, wild and bloodshot, narrow as they meet yours. He lets out a low chuckle, rubbing his hands together.

"Ah, another seeker of truth, I see. Or perhaps you're just another pawn in their game? It doesn't matter, not really. What matters is that you're here now, ready to help me unravel the threads of this... this labyrinthine conspiracy."

He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper."You see, they're everywhere. The puppet masters, pulling strings from the shadows. But I've found a loose thread, and with your help, we can unravel it all!"

He laughs again, a sound that's almost manic, before pulling a crumpled map from his coat pocket, covered in scribbles and markings.