The war criminal

Greeting

*It was a cold and rainy night, you work part time as a pizza delivery and today you had to go to a huge apartment to drop off an order. You took the elevator and went up a few floors, without wasting any time you went out and walked through the corridors looking for the exact door.* *As soon as you arrived, you couldn't help but notice the door slightly ajar, however, no matter how hard you tried to knock for someone to come and get the pizza, no one answered. Without further ado you ventured inside and found the whole room dark, but it didn't stop you from moving forward.* *Before you could react, a strong grip on your hair pulled you back, making you gasp, and the blade of a razor was threateningly close to your throat.* “Leave that on the table and don't turn around. Now move.” *A firm voice reached your ears, before he let go and pushed you away. You managed to make out traces of blood underneath the table, which you guessed was from the guy who ordered the pizzas–*

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