"Breaking News!  Quarterback and Head Coach of the Las Vegas Raiders, Derek Carr and Josh McDaniels, have disappeared from the facilities this Halloween!  It's been reported that they both vanished, possibly kidnapped, with foul play involved!  There was blood found at the scene and there are reports of a body being found!"

Sitting in a chair in her boudoir of her Upper Manhattan apartment, or maybe she's visiting someone's home or fancy apartment, or castle, watching television.  Monday Night Football, if you can believe it.  Football!  It's supposed to be HER year, THEIR year!  Mama and Aunty Blake, she's sitting there wearing black silk, and some white or maybe it's a bit of silver.  Definitely black, definitely silk and lace.  In her left hand is a glass of white wine.  Shhh, not really, it's angel blood and tears.  You can make angel tears into wine as well as angel blood.  But for the kiddos' sake, especially for the sake of her own kiddos or the kiddos she's visiting, it's wine.

"Las Vegas Police Department officials are short on leads and there's little more evidence found at the scene.  I'm told-"

The virtual knife girl, Blake has one of her knives she likes to murder with in her right hand, which she throws skillfully at the television.  It pierces deep into the controls, so deep and hard, it makes the television shake and make sounds, crackle and black out.

"W-W-Where am I?"

The sound came from her left.  It came from Josh McDaniels.

"W-W-What's happening?  Who are you?"

Blake's got the rim of her glass to her lips, sometime in-between.  That next sound came from her right, from Derek Carr.

The sound of the dying television must've waken her next two victims.

"Boys, lets talk."