Charred: Nine
Added 2016-05-03 19:55:10 +0000 UTCCrime Scene, 224 Willow
Street, Souk District, Valiant
A man, clad in the distinct black uniform of a Hunter, made his way through a gathering crowd. People moved away for him as they spoke in hushed whispers, their eyes glued to the scene in front of them.
He stepped up to bright yellow tape and flashed his badge at the Hunter standing guard, his expression dark.
The man guarding the scene of the crime hurried to lift the tape up after he glanced at the man's face and ignored the badge.
The scene was gruesome, even with the numerous body parts covered in black tarp. Blood spatters covered the ground, strange tracks that he'd never seen before were slammed into the concrete, and a strange smell he couldn't place hung in the air.
He scanned the area in search of a hint or anything that could help decipher what this was. As far as he could tell nothing seemed out of place. The crowd watching drew his eye. Some people sobbed, others gazed with what was a cross between
being grossed out, disturbed, and a morbid curiosity. As far as he could tell everyone seemed to have some measure of sadness about them.
All, but one.
He watched the figure, whoever it was. The person was staring intensely at the scene, their face mostly covered by a hood. It was a woman. It was too dark and most of her features were shrouded in shadows to make out anything but her
gender, but she was studying the scene with a practiced eye.
He pulled out a small hand held device, and pointed it in her direction.
The black screen turned green for a few seconds before the woman's species was calculated.
Vampire spelled out across the screen. He lifted his eyes from the screen to look up at her, eyes hardening.
In her place was a thick mist, making it's way out through the crowd.
