It was a night unlike many others in the Pirate city of Derzy, a lot of things just felt off. The first thing that was off was that I wasn't really nighttime. It was early morning, less than an hour before the sun would rise, yet Carissa Lassa, a young prostitute clenched her gun as she walked the desolate streets.
The second thing that was off was that Carissa was how empty the streets were, ever since the navy had poured into the south eastern Sea, all the pirates had been lying low in Derzy, every dock of every harbor was had a pirate ship docked in it, yet they were all asleep passed out drunk from a long night of partying.
The third and final thing that was off was the atmosphere, for the last few weeks Derzy had had a rash of murders, all young women around Cariss's age, all prostitutes, all murdered during the night.
Carissa had tried to avoid this outcome, but some of her clients wanted her to stay a little later, so she found herself walking alone, at night in a town of scoundrels with a murderer stalking the night
The lanterns were barely lit, meaning the streets were dark, the cool breeze from the ocean shook many things throughout the city, old broken window panes, old creaky doors, chandeliers and other things. Carissa grabbed onto her flintlock, looking around, in front of her all she could see was the dark sand filled streets, with few lanterns still burning. Behind her she could see the tall masts of the Deathstalker and her sister ship Nightstalker.
No One in sight in any direction, she kept walking her heels digging into the sand making it increasingly difficult to walk. She made her way up the final hill, the bottom of her red dress was covered in sand. She looked up to see her brothel, a two story wooden building with a large staircase.
Right as Carissa stepped onto the first stair a hand touched her side.
She screamed the loudest she had ever screamed, but everyone nearby was passed out drunk. She turned around to face the man behind her only to see it was Captain Derek Commel.
"Oh, Captain it's only you. For a second I thought you were someone else." She said, her heart still racing from the scare.
"Who did you think I was?" Captain Commel asked
"I thought you were the killer. The Derzy Killer."
Captain Commel laughed maniacally at this assertion, Carissa was a little frightened by this but mostly assured that she had met a familiar face on her way home.
However she nearly died of shock, when she felt an intensely sharp pain in her abdomen, she looked down to see a large cavalry knife plunged deep into her. She looked up at Derek, who had a blank stare and an evil smile on his face. Hot gooey red blood rapidly ran from her body and onto the ground, like water from a faucet, she eventually passed out onto the ground blood everywhere, Derek swiftly cut her throat, making sure she was dead before leaving. The sun rose with Carissa still barely clinging onto life to see the sun rise for one final time before finally slipping the mortal coil.
Right as she passed, the door to the brothel opened and another prostitute saw her body, screaming so loud the entire city could hear.