Synopsis

Dust motes danced in the weak sunlight filtering through the boarded windows of the abandoned bungalow. It was there, staining the floorboards and the decaying wallpaper, that they found it: blood. A grim discovery, instantly relayed to the CID. As the investigation commenced, a subtle unease settled over the team. Something felt amiss, a discordant note in the silent decay. The scene hinted at more than simple neglect; a shadow of something suspicious lingered in the air.