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INVESTIGATION 3
INVESTIGATION 3
The clock strikes eight. It's a chilly morning, made even frostier by the fierce winds that would assault your body should you decide to step out onto the streets of Krakow. It seems that during the night, some light snow made its way down, blanketing the city in a layer of fluffy white, almost even covering up some of the puddles left by yesterday's destruction. Of course, that's only superficial; the water still remains on the streets as slick, icy sheets uncovered by the howling winds. And in the same way that the frigid winds care little for the tranquility of the snow, yesterday's violent disruption was a strike against the usual Thursday happenings.
Well, a reminder isn't so bad every now and then. After all, it's Friday morning and there's a motive out for the taking. The gusts send up a dusting of fine snow every now and then, but it's not so terrible that it's impossible to take a stroll or search for clues in the half moon's light. So, where to?

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just to be thorough, it's the same black stuff as his hand? does it look like his heels were dragged in it? ]
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But yes, the black stuff matches what's on his hand, although this time it's on both feet. It's hard to say if he's been dragged or not, but at the least it's obvious none of it is on the soles of his feet and the black stuff doesn't go higher than the middle of his heel bone.]
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Let's mess with the body some more. Just going to move him around to check the back of his legs. Anything weird happening on the back of his leg? Any paint on his butt in case Rideaux asks? ]
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Sirius can chill in here, he will be taking the scrap of fabric he cut from his back before heading out of the freezer. Bye Rideaux.
OH WAIT
is there anything about that trail that lead him to the bodies? Anything in the freezer to check out? ]
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Time to burn his eyes again on that smell ]