Cinder gingerly picked her way down the damp alley as she tried to investigate without actually touching anything. Once she reached the edge of the blood spatter, she stopped, concentrated, and accessed her astral vision. Her eyes clouded over as the essence of the spirit world opened them to the magic planes. Cinder gasped as a wave of terror rolled over her. Blood peeled from the ground and walls to circle her, gibbering madly as it pressed closer, drawn to her lifeforce. Cinder focused her mind, holding the blood at bay as she looked past the psychic scarring for clues.
Hey the alley's damp and it's in Seattle. So as far as I'm concerned, the water has already been added.
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forensic science to the rescue!
Why, that's even better than historians!
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