Crime scene

The victim had tried to write something as he was dying, but it was not very clear what he meant with this scribble. The nails were torn from his fingers as he had been trying to leave the unintelligible message. He was more like a skeleton than a human and it seemed that he was kept there until he died of starvation. His ankles were damaged by the steel ring that kept him chained to the wall. Sally noticed that there were some worms enjoying themselves on the flesh of the victim. The smell was unbearable. Apart from the victim there was nothing in this small windowless room. As she was looking around she spotted the youngest police officer in the corner of the room, he’d turned pale and was hardly breathing. She signalled her colleague and he took him out on the street before he messed up the crime scene. Sally had gone through this herself during the first couple of crime scenes and even though she had become quite though this place still made her a bit nauseous. What a horrible way to die.