Two Police officers are walking through an abandoned warehouse, the first police officer is holding his flashlight under his gun in a CQC position, the second police officer follows, almost in the same position, it is clear he is inexperanced. The first police officer is clearly older about fifty years old, with frosted grey hair, light blue eyes, and handsome features. The second officer is young, in his mid to late twenties, with brown eyes, light brown hair, and his features are of the average male.
"Hey... Sir... what was the call about?" The second officer asks, shakily.
"Something about a murder, why do you ask kid?" The first police officer asks, clearly annoyed.
"Sorry sir... This is the first time out in the feild"
"Well, that's okay son, it's gunna' be okay"
A small mouse scurries across the floor, the first police officer points his pistol at the mouse, shaken, he gives a soft sigh of relief, looking back at the other officer, who has jumped, slipping on something when he lands...
"Sir!" The second police officer asks, almost in tears.
"Yes?" He looks over at the seond officer, then his eyes widen in the horror he is currently looking at; the smell is horrific, as they noticed it recently, a head was the object the officer slipped on, and the officer now covered in blood, lots and lots of flies buzzing around...
"Oh god..." The first police officer says, taking out his phone calling the dispatch station; he says in a firm voice, "Get the FBI."
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