The Mystery Of New York City

“Alright Stevenson 25 dollars a day.” Said the Sergeant “these statues need to be stopped.”

 

“Agreed.” Said the detective. “I will solve the mystery of New York City.”

 

I walk out of the Police Department and into my car. I kept driving until I stopped at a mysterious building called Winter Quay. I notice that there is a statue outside. I looks like a Weeping Angel.

 

I walk inside Winter Quay and go up the lift. I find a room that has my name on it. I walk inside but there’s nothing there. I run outside the room. There are now two Weeping Angels. Then there is a flash of light, then, darkness…