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from inside. The one and the only one window of the bedroom was also closed and latched tight as it was an AC room. Again the figure slept turned around, bit uneasily, this time turning its face to make it visible. He was Steven Smith, around 25-26, thin build, some sparse stubbles visible on his face, eyes surrounded with round black spots formed by the spectacle. Now the being present in the room started to approach Steven slowly and steadily. Steven might have sensed its presence, even in the sleep, because the next moment, suddenly, he got up startled. Whatever it was was standing right in front of him, ready to attack. A thick tint of fear crept over Steven's face, he was trembling, sweating and was panting within fractions of second. Before he could react, it attacked him without giving him a second chance. A helpless, horrified scream spread all around. And then it was silence again all over... as it was before. There was the usual morning rush, people hurrying for the office, traffic on the road. Therefore it was quite crowded and compact, excluding a police vehicle which rushed through the crowd. The atmosphere around became tense, as the vehicle was rushing with its ear splitting siren sound. The crowd on the road split immediately to provide a way through. The ones who were walking on the footpath were looking back at the departing vehicle with curious, fearful expressions on their faces. As the vehicle departed it left a notion of tension on the road for a while yet things gradually returned to normality. A forensic team member was stood investigating at the open door of the
bedroom. He was searching rigorously for any sort of possible evidence through his thick glass lens. Suddenly he heard the sound of shoes, somebody walking with great discipline. Before he could turn he heard a stern voice, "Where is the body?'' "Sir, Here ... here inside..." He stood up straight and regained his posture as a mark of respect. The man he addressed as 'sir' was Detective Sam White, around 35-36, highly disciplined, height around 6ft 2 inches with a very strong build. Sam went in, in the direction shown by his team member. When Sam reached the bedroom, he saw Steven's corpse lying in a pool of blood on the bed. His eyes were bulged out and the neck and head were left hanging to one side. His neck was cut and it was apparent from the condition of the bed that he must have struggled hard to survive. Sam surveyed around. One of his team members was brushing objects in an attempt to find some sort of clue and another other one was busy taking photographs. His other team member briefed him up - " Sir the victim is Steven Smith, 25 ..." " Got any fingerprints?" Sam asked him before he had finished his briefing. " No sir... not yet" " Make sure everything is covered" Sam instructed the photographer passing by. " Yes sir" he promptly replied. Suddenly Sam's attention was caught by something odd. He went to the bedroom door. The latch and the portion around it was broken. "The killer must have entered in by kicking open the door. " Sam said. Then came the voice of Jeff, another member of the team. Jeff was around 35, very short, fat and had a less than distinguished appearance.