"Shit," Karen said quietly to herself when she walked inside and saw exactly what she was supposed to be investigating. She had always thought she had a strong stomach mad of iron but she was really fighting the urge to upchuck.
She slowly made her way around the scene looking around after she was sure she wasn't going to vomit. She found herself saying a little prayer under her breath a couple of time as she walked.
She tried to figure about as much as sh could about all of this by herself but quickly found herself at a loss. Plus this looked really bad and felt bad. Whatever was going on she knew exactly who she needed to call here, Walker.
Even he should know better than to joke here.
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