Monster 7

12:30 PM, October 31st.

Detective David Lewinsky was not the type to overwork himself on cases. 

It wasn't as if he didn't care or anything, but he found out over the course of years that he worked for the ADPD that it was better you didn't get heavily invested in your job or you'd end up regret it. 

When Lewinsky saw his first dead body, he puked like many before him. But while the puke eventually died down with more consecutive crime scenes, the horror eating at his soul every time he saw the worst Sentient-Kind had to offer never left. 

So despite being quite renowned in his field, he eventually sank into deskwork and handling petty crimes as a way to avoid the problem. 

His wife didn't mind. Mrs. Lewinsky was always glad to find a non-depressed Mr. Lewinsky coming home to hear her stories about the women at her book club. Like how the one Water Fairy who was leading the reading through Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone was spending too much time pointing out how human perception of magical beings had changed since the Old Ages. 

"Nobody needs to know that silly crap." she would say. "It's not like humans were being racist, they were genuinely unaware beings like us existed, no need to hound on them for it. This isn't the Homunculi movement or anything."

It was genuinely nice to hear his wife chatter on without worry, especially given the trauma their family suffered a year ago. 

Lewinsky was one of the Lizardfolk. A race of reptilian beastmen known for their tremendous strength, hard scales and calm demeanors. 

To be specific, he was a Komodo Dragon type Lizardfolk. While possessing a fit and muscular humanoid body, his fingers were clawed, his skin a swamp green layer of hard scales. His head was a long snout with a flickering forked tongue, and his mouth filled with sharp teeth that in spite of all his brushing and trips to the dentist, were filled with a dangerous bacteria that could result in a fatal bite. 

This whole form culminated in one of his most lethal weapons as one of the largest lizardfolk next to the Dinosaur varieties, a huge sweeping tail capable of knocking a troll's feet out from under him in mere seconds. 

Other than that, he dressed like any other ADPD detective. Long trench coat, with a cut down the middle so his tail could go through,  plaid shirt, long pants where a gun holster could seen on his belt along with modified rubber gloves for crime scenes. His police badge hung from neck strap that bumbled around on his chest whenever he had to run after perps, which he hated as a slow moving Komodo Dragon. 

Detective Lewinsky's large clawed fingers tapped on his pen with boredom as he paused over a blank line on his paperwork, which was messily strewn across the dented metal desk in the department, his lazing yellow reptilian eyes blinking over and over to try and get over his drowsiness. 

"Robbery was therefore carried out by-." Lewinsky muttered, tapping his pen over and over. "by- aghh, what was it again?"

"Gettin' enough sleep ya big dinosaur!? Hahaha!"

Lewinsky's partner, Detective Velvo, grinned at Lewinsky from behind the large slow moving desk fan that did nothing for the room that had been cooled by the brisk temperatures of Halloween. 

Velvo was a halfling. In other words, like all halflings, he possessed a full belly, a short stature of 3 feet, shoeless feet which had thick hair on the bottom that functioned as soles, and curly brown hair over a jovial pug nosed face. 

He wore an ordinary buttoned down blue shirt under a set of overalls, which seemed outlandish next to his badge and gun. 

Lewinsky often thought the two of them were a comical pair. A 9 foot tall scaled mountain next to one of Santa's elves. A buddy cop movie just waiting to happen.  But it wasn't as if the two of them ever really got into a big amount of trouble.