She looked up at him and smiled, shrugging slightly.<em>“You’re asking me?  You’re supposed to be the detective here you know</em>.”  She wasn’t really sure exactly what they were looking for either, but she worried that if they didn’t figure out what they were dealing with quickly they would end up as dead as the rest of the bodies scattered around the room.  “We really need to figure out what happened to these people.  How did they die?”  She poked her way carefully through the rubble occasionally crouching down to get a closer look at this or that.  A small hiss escaped from her lips and she motioned Christian over.<em>"Look at this Christian….it looks like it’s been torn off.  Are those teeth marks?”  </em>She was hunched over a rather large leg that had been tossed in the corner, a man’s leg judging from the size.  A bloodstained running shoe still covered the foot, but the rest of the leg was naked exposing thick hair matted in blood.  It appeared to have been ripped off at the hip and the flesh had been torn away in a couple of spots.