Chris took the gloves as well, letting Rush examine the exact point of the crime while he inspected the room itself. He wandered for a minute, checking out the furniture and baubles, the everyday life that had been cut short by some depraved demon or warlock. He couldn't even tell if the woman had been a witch or just an innocent life snuffed out for some unknown plot.

After a moment, he shook his head and turned back to Rush. "Everything is moved around," he said after a moment. Although nothing was haphazard, there were signs of previous placement abounds and nothing seemed to quite fit. Like someone was trying to remake the room into what they wanted. He glanced over at the body, the stain of blood that marked the victim as clear as any white chalk did. "Maybe it was a psychopathic interior decorator that got her. You know, because her drapes didn't match her couch or something."