Case 1: The Sexy Turnabout

A flash of lightning illuminates the dark room and gives life to the shadows of statues lining the extended hallway of what appears to be in a large mansion. The sound of heavy breathing fills the air along with the pitter patter of heavy foot steps.

"M-must keep g-going..." A male voice pants. "Ergh...my heart..."

"Heh heh heh..." Another voice cackles.

"W-who are you?" The man cries out wearily. Another flash of lightning followed by the clap of thunder. "W-why are you d-doing this?" Then his words turn into a coughing fit.

"There's nowhere to run..." The mysterious voice reponds.

"Please! I-I-I can get you anything you w-want!" He pleads to the darkness between coughs. "M-money, fame, p-power! It's yours! P-please just leave m-me be!"

"There's no escape..."

"N-no! NO!" He screams out. A flash of lightning once again illuminates the room, and the man's face freezes in terror. There is a loud crack of thunder and it nearly drowns out the two distinct thumping noises from the dark of the mansion hallway. Then it is silent for several minites more. Finally, another flash of lightning reveals a grisly scene: An older gentleman with greying hair laying face down on the blue carpet, naked as the day he was born, and blood pooling from around his head. Then it is dark once more.