"So much for stealth then."
The blue masked man walks out the door.
"What the...You killed them!? WHY!? HOW?! I'M GONNA-"
He stops abruptly, and falls to the ground. A man stands behind him, with a small club.
"Lousy Muertos. All they ever do is threaten people. Feel free to arrest him now officers."
"...Uh Salt, you got a pair of handcuffs?"