Blood!

Seven ambulances arrived, and as they transported some deceased individuals, the sounds of their sirens started to fade. There were only empty cars and no survivors. A sudden crackling of thunder was audible as the sky began to grow darker.

"I think it's going to rain, detective." A female cop said. Handcuffs were fastened to the buckle of her pants. She appeared extremely active for the task at hand. She raised her head to the sky once more before returning her attention to the crime scene.

From corner to corner, caution tape was tied. Flashes and the sound of the camera could be heard as it took pictures of the crime scene. One scene after the other, numbered.

Detective John inhaled deeply. "I'm aware, Serah," He turned to face her and put his hand in his pocket. "One crime after another. This town is making me crazy."

"I believe that this road leads to the O'Hara mansion. Detective John, perhaps we should come in for questioning."