With no sign of forced entry and the house looking very old-fashioned, and the small size would suggest that the victim was living alone. Before he went inside, however, he would pick out a pair of latex gloves he'd get from CSU *Crime Scene Unit* and he would blow into them so that they expanded, therefore, making them easier to put on. "Alright, about that caller, if she's as nosey as you say she is, she may be invaluable for information, I'd like to also see all the statements given by the neighbors as well." Being a History person, he noticed the age of the house, there was a lack of modern electricity, the roof was very old-fashioned as well, the broken pieces of crockery didn't age the place much, probably given to him by some grandparent. With the front room being in such disarray the first thing he suspected was possibly a Burglary gone wrong, Noah picked up on how it looked like there was a struggle in this room, and it must've led into the kitchen. He walked into the kitchen and saw the dead body. He would cover his nose as the stench was quite apparent, but he didn't let it stop him, he would crouch beside the victim as he began to careful analyze his body being careful as to not touch him at all, the only time he did touch him was his shirt, he lifted up the man's closer with enough force to not tear it nor to move the body, he needed to find the method by which he died, his first guess was a blow to the back of the head, but that easily could've been the finishing hit. Noah wanted to scout any other potential wounds. Taking his eyes off the man for a second, he stood up and went in front of the footprint in the blood, he hovered his hand over it to measure the size of the footprint.