You want my what? (R-18)

In takashi street, crowds of onlookers could be seen gathered behind a familiar yellow line with black writing. In front was a building filled with police cars and ambulances, parked at the scene.

The atmosphere was tense, as there were looks of horror on the cops face. And even the air was polluted, with the noise of whispers and goosips amongst the crowds.

"Why are there this much cops here." A young man muttered looking ahead.

"I heard that murder took place in there." Another whispered, causing the man to gasp a bit his hand slightly trembling.

"But who would want to harm a retirement home? They're basically old people, I mean what harm could they possibly do."

"I bet it's a serial killer with a sick fetish."

"No.. I heard it was some deranged couple." Rumors and talks speculated from the onlookers mouths, as a car pulled up from behind parking amongst the many cop cars.