On a cold and rainy night I was woken to the sound of smashing glass. I tensely got up to take a look. I slowly grab a cricket bat from under my bed and walk down the stairs. as I get to the bottom step I hear something from the kitchen and go and investigate. I can now hear heavy breathing. I have no idea what it is or what to do. I slowly walk a little closer and accidentally hit the light switch. it turns around and all I see is a face all cut open and oozing blood. And that is the last thing I ever saw.
"The evidence found is this. 16 bullet wounds and 12 stab wounds and we couldn't find the heart of the woman. most likely the heart was taken and dumped it somewhere."
"Sir we have found some blood of a different source and some hair from the crime scene but the tests only came up with one thing and its a bit disturbing."
