Grotesque The Murder

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BANG! The door slammed open as the soldiers filed in the room, orderly and armed. I followed them as I looked at the scene laid out before me. The room was filled with clothes and overturned furniture strewn all across the room, and yet, it seemed like no struggle has taken place. As I walked around the room, it became obvious that the murderer had absconded rather fast, as he left something of importance to him. I reached down and picked up his wallet, but unfortunately, it did not contain his I.D. card, yet I could scan this for fingerprints. I smiled at the thought of my own sagacity as I slotted the wallet in my coat. I then followed the rest of the soldiers to the site of the murder. How grotesque the murder was, I recoiled in shock of