Some of it covered the walls. Some covered furniture.
There were even puddles of it in several corners.
"What is this stuff?"
One investigator crouched beside a wall. The liquid appeared clear. It also carried a faint sweet scent.
He frowned.
"It smells fruity."
Another investigator nodded.
"Maybe some kind of expensive perfume?"
"Or cleaning chemical."
The man touched a small amount. His curiosity only increased. He even put it in his mouth to taste.
He couldn't quite put what this mysterious really was so he scooped a larger amount and tasted it again with no clear comprehension of what it was still.
Nearby, a female detective had been quietly studying the scene from the moment she entered.
Unlike the others, her expression became increasingly strange.
Her eyes moved from the damaged furniture to the walls. Then to the puddles.
Then back to the destroyed furniture. Slowly, a look of realization appeared on her face.
"Oh no."
The investigator looked toward her.
