I'm a security guard at this old restaurant, the place eventually went out of business because the manager and owner loved his money. Kids started breaking in & painting the place up as a result security was hired to watch the place, I was filling in for the regular graveyard guard and it was a pretty good night up until 3:00 the lights started acting up and I swear I heard something drop inside the kitchen, I was freaked I went through the front doors, unfortunately I left the keys on a table and I was way to freaked to go back, I just broke down the glass doors with my shoulder & called my dispatch asking them what I should do, after calming me down they told me to just wait outside until the next guard was here. Once I was relived by the next guy I went home and slept it off, I remember waking up smelling fishy & getting ready for work, I got a call from dispatch, telling me to not to go to the restaurant, the last guard was just killed, the cops are there investigating it. I asked "an investigation already?" She said yes, apparently his neck was cut and the purl wrote [b]the hash slinging slasher[/b] on the wall. I gasped so hard my gills flared up and I was winded.