<strong>Celeste Devonshire</strong><br/><br/>The dhampir sighs once more, pinching the bridge of her nose once more, "it has already been cleaned then?  No chance then to determine if it might have been tied to, say...the Whispering Way and their designs upon the area, sacrificing a teen for their own purposes rather than teens sacrificing a chicken in amusement?"  She shakes her head and sighs again.