<em>“I really don’t know if it will strike again, but I think that there are probably other crime scenes around the city that we haven’t found yet.  There is a lot of blood in that house; some of it like the big pool in the hallway doesn’t even appear to be human.  However, I don’t think that all of those people died here.  Normally if they have, at least if it’s recent, there is a sort of spirit residue that is left behind even if their souls have already departed.  I’m not finding that here.  That thing hanging on the wall complicates things even further.  It doesn’t seem to be related to whatever contacted me, and I sure as hell hope it’s not related to whatever contacted you.  I suppose it was human at one time, but it seems to be altered now.  It feels…I don’t know, evil I guess, and those stones that are in its eyes, I need to get a closer look at those.  There really is a lot going on here, so much that I’m not sure where to start.  I guess we’ll have to proceed as usual and I’m going to have to try making contact with one of them to see if I can learn anything else.  I was going to use the child, but I’m not sure that’s a good idea now.”</em><br/><br/>She heard Christian groan, visibly shaken and she assumed that he was reacting to what she was telling him.  She moved closer to him, taking his large hand in hers, attempting to share her strength with him as he had always done for her.  Her slender fingers brushed lightly against his sensitive palm as she wrapped her fingers around his squeezing his hand gently.  Her bright green eyes looked deeply into his and she struggled to remain calm, a small smile played along the edges of her full lips as she looked him.<em>“We can do this Chris, together we are far stronger than anything they can throw at us I think.”</em>She tugged gently on his hand, still looking into his eyes, and slowly started trying to ease him back towards the house.<br/>