Bloodhound

It was a hot summer night in the dangerous city of 2030. As an alcoholic detective, I knew all too well the perils that lurked around every corner. But tonight, I had a job to do. A notorious mass murderer had been on the loose for months, evading detection and leaving no trace behind at the scenes of the crimes. But my bloodhound nose was onto something. I stumbled through the dark alleyways, following the faintest hint of a scent. My mind was foggy from the alcohol, but my instincts were sharp. Suddenly, I heard a noise. I turned to see a figure darting around a corner up ahead. I gave chase, but the suspect vanished into thin air. I realized that the killer had hacked the instant sight identification device and altered their identity. I was determined to bring this monster to justice.