Roger frowns, eyes still closed, crinkling his brow. For a moment, it appears that he may throw up. "Violent. Very violent, very brutal. Whomever did this wasn't very nice about it." As he scans the room, hie cocks his head. "Hello, what do we have here?"<br/><br/>A few more steps, and he's kneeling beside the bed. Reaching under it, he pulls out the suitcase. "It appears that whomever was brutalized in here didn't want this to be found, at least not by his attackers. There's a faint thread of hope attached to it."