Novel & Cerita Passive Bloodstains

She smiled. "These blood stain are a couple of hours older than the ones we found on the stairs. " "Detective, We found blood stains on the side of the library behind multiple shelves. They were estimated to be two to three days old." I looked as my girlfriend's perfect eyebrows met. God, I wanna look at her for years and never get tired of it. Too bad... I... "CHAIN!" She snapped her fingers "Hon?" Both Mhorein and Aiden were looking at me, Puzzled.

Those wine stains won't come off easily by the way. *****

The stains were dark against the fabric, brown now instead of red, dried into the material. I filled the bucket with water from the hose and poured in the soap. I wet the sponge and started scrubbing. The blood came off slowly. I had to scrub hard, pressing my weight into the seat, working the sponge in circles until the stain started to fade. I did the floor next. Then the door. Then the places where I had leaned, where my hands had touched, where the blood had transferred from my skin to the car. I worked until my arms ached and the water in the bucket was pink and the stains were gone.

In the end, though, they were unsuccessful. "Forget it, let's focus on the investigation," Nicholas whispered. He was a little disturbed by Paul's angry expression, he didn't want Paul to get angry with the students and make his image look bad. "How did it go?" "After checking the blood with luminol, I found a lot of blood on the floor," Nicholas said. "Most likely, the blood on the floor is the victim's blood. Some of the blood has already started to dry, and the body is also starting to show corpse bruises in some parts of the body."

Was this the result of a fight, or worse, an attack? As he continued to stare at the stain, his eyes picked up on other subtle details that he had missed at first glance. There were faint smudges around the edges of the stain, as if someone had tried to wipe it away. And then there were the small, almost imperceptible drops of blood leading away from the stain, towards the door. Dylan's mind was reeling as he stood up, his eyes fixed on the drops of blood leading towards the door. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong.

At first glance, it looked like dirt—just a faint streak across the marble stone floor, almost invisible unless you looked extremely closely as if someone had dragged their fingers through dust. What the— My breath hitched sharply as I moved closer, each step deliberate, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. It was…blood. Not a pool. Not splattered. A trail. Broken, uneven, streaked across the stone floor as if whoever had been bleeding hadn’t been walking—rather it had been forcefully dragged away. My fingers hovered just above the stain for a split second, then I touched it. Warm. Still warm. My jaw clenched violently as I brought my hand closer and inhaled deeply. The scent hit me like a bla

We all three put on our ski masked as we darted from room to room until we finally made it to the room across from King Thomas’s. I almost tripped over the equipment that was in there. “The fuck?” “Shhh! This is a black light. Axel, take this around and shine it on the floors. Waylon, take this camera and take detailed pictures of each drop of blood that shows up under that light. I will be creating my own map of the blood patterns to see what it looks like. I am looking for the direction patterns and quantity of blood.

And just like that, she was gone, again. Slowly, I sat on the edge of the bed, still naked and heart pounding. The room felt too still and too quiet. Like it was holding its breath. Then I saw a stain, right there on the floor, near the foot of the bed. It was dark red. It hadn’t been there before. I crawled closer, my stomach twisting. Blood? Wine? I touched it with trembling fingers. It smeared, sticky and slightly… sweet? My breath hitched.

This is so weird. We got bristle brushes from the kitchen and began washing the bloodstain from the wooden porch. It's had a chance to sink in, and the stain is refusing to go away. It took us nearly an hour to remove the bloodstain. When we're finally finished. We used the remaining water in the bucket to wash away the soap and bleeding water. After cleaning the patio outside the front door, the two of us went back into the kitchen to start checking through the cabinets for any evidence of ruined food.