Hathen and Rockin are up to no good as they stumble across a house that screams in pain. They ran up to the door, knocking loudly like church bells. Hathen yelled, "Open up! It's the police!"

The door opens by itself, dust blowing towards the monsters, releasing the smell of puke and piss. It smells so bad, they thought, but since they work for their own police department, they have to go inside and see the furniture, all musty and raggedy. Hathen tip toes to each room, covering his mouth with his shirt, then, as a moan alerts the boys to jumpscare, rocking enters a room where there is blood all over the door. The boys enter the room slowly, like a snail.

There was nothing. Nothing like dust. Hothead and Rockin, sigh like it was a big deal.

BANG!

HELP! HELP!

Rockin and Hathen heard the loud noise, they decided to chase the person who was screaming, until a ghost, who is a ugly human, almost bald, almost no bones, screaming with her arms tight together. Her mouth is so dehydrated and malnourished. She begged, "Do not tell anyone I am here! I was supposed to be dead a very long time, but somehow, my mother and brother want me for their sake, not me. But before that, I need to see my fiancé one last time." The ghost cried as she introduced herself to Blanche Moneir. Blanche Monnier was a woman from Poitiers, France, who was secretly imprisoned for 25 years by her aristocratic mother and brother. She was born on March 1, 1849, and died on October 13, 1913. When authorities finally located her, she was middle- aged, malnourished, and dirty; officials said that Monnier had not seen sunlight during her whole detention.

Listening to the story was rough for Hathen and Rockin. Rockin whispered to Hathen, "Let's give this ghost a chance to see her fiancé, but I feel like this will be a bad idea. What if her fiancé went with a new partner?"

Hathen whispered, "Let's split up. I'll find the mother and bro, you find the fiancé."

"That is a good idea, Rockin said.

Blanche came close to the guys, but she feels very down.

"Just tell me who those people are, and we will get you in heaven in no time," Hathen cheered.

Back at the monster police department. Oxin has a call from Marcel Monnier, "My sister is missing, her name is Blanche. She is almost bald and skinny like a bone. I cannot find her. If so, call me at my number."

Interrupted, Dola defended, "This woman, Blanche Monnier, died before 1920; this is impossible because she is dead. It could be a ghost."

"Dola, you are ruining the fun of investigating. It takes time, but you are also a drug addict, whatever you say is not true," Oxin urges. Dola left the office with no emotions, ignoring Oxin's case for now, not believing this can be true, given the case that still haunts the meaning of social isolation to this day and the future.

Dola, exploring the police department, finds doors with name tags. It's special, each officer has their own room. She opens one door, "Carmine." Noting special items besides a bed, a desk full of books, and shelves full of drawings. Dole thinks this is their home too, but this could be worse than home, she thought.

Dola kept on entering rooms.

THE ROOMS:

Elid: a purple room. long bed, an elegant closet, makeup supplies, a poster full of men and women in drag

Uvital: a blue room neat bed, a poorly design fishtank.

Hathen: a green room, messy bed, full of clothes on the ground, smells like moldy cheese.

Rockin: a light blue room, a puffy bed. canvas of elegant flowers and gardens.

Oxin: a grey room, with writings of poems, and a rug with stuffed teddy bears.

Carmine: a light yellow room, a small but decent bed, a desk full of books, and shelves full of drawings.

No Gorham nor Crisker, not even Theo.

Dola thought this was just a home, as she thought again.

Back to Hathen, looking around a country fair where the people are singing and happy, the flea circus is here. Hathen went disgusted at the flea circus, where the tiny insects are being used for human entertainment. Along the way, circus games, ice creams, and merry-go-rounds, Hatnen found a young man with long hair and a slim body, along with his mother, who was short but fat as heck.

They look worried as Hathen hid a way nest to the two people.

The boy said, "I cannot find her, Mom. Blanche is somewhere, and I need to find her to prove that ghosts exist so we can have that extra cash to get out of town, the woman said, I want the money for fixing the roof, Marcel."

Hathen went off the wall and suck punch Marcel, one kick to the man's left knee, one kick to the man's right knee. Hathen stomps on Marcel, and his mother calls for help, but then Hathen shouts, "I know where your daughter went! I will show you, Marcel and his mother gasped, the money in their minds and their hearts jumping out of joy.

The rest of the people at the fair were worried, but as Hathen announced that everything was okay, all the people relaxed and had fun at the fair.

"It is near my house, come, follow me," Marcel said to Hathen.

"No, I know where your house is, COME FOLLOW ME." Hathen backfires on Marcel.

Walking to the police department, Marcel felt suspicious and grabbed Nathen on the shoulder. Hathen smiled and headbutted the man. SMACK down to the ground,

In their detention room, with a bench and handcuffs, Oxin and Hathen are watching the two miserable mother and son, looking down, as Marcel said, "I love Blanche, but she cannot have that banker. We were so mad that we trapped her in her own room for 25 years, no food, no shower, and no outside boundaries. She is not Rapzenzal, the windows were shut so tight she cannot get out. "

"I don't like you two. She must be young, but trapping someone from your own family is not the right way. I will arrest you and send you to bars." Oxin said.

"We went to prison, but as we were freed, I knew Blanche was there! I know that she is here and I want her now!" Marcel's mother screamed.

"You never learn your damn lesson!" Hathen shouted.

Marcel and his mother cried. Oxin then sucker punched them!

Meanwhile, the sunsets, Rockin, and Blanche found Victor, who is alone in the park, as he is Blake. With someone now, he wishes to see Blanche one last time. understand that Victor is no more with her, the deformation and struggling with her mental and physical self, she cannot have him anymore. Blanche comes close to Victor and sings him a song. A song about one last time. Music alerts Victor, his nerves go jumpy, but as the sound soothed, the voice resembles Blanche's, he is in tears and hands to his mouth, wanting to cry so much.

Rockin, watching Victor sing along with the ghost as Bancche hugs Victor, kisses his right cheek, and fades away from him, as heaven grabs Blanche and exits Earth like there is no tomorrow.

Victor then looks up at the sky, whispering, "Blanche, I love you."

Rockin walks off the sunset and sees Gotham, writing down everything both Rockin and Hathen had encounter case. He thought, "My story is completed."