Rheinland Federal Police Inspektuer Klaus Waechter walked into the room that was the scene of the crime, the acrid smell of vomit pierced his sense of smell. Testimant to the fact that the officers who had attended the scene first off had never seen the remains of Syn's victims.
Klaus looked around the room the telltale signs of Syn's attndance were here, not least the letters S,Y and N painted in human blood on the wall opposite the bed. Klaus walked over to it, neatly sidestepping the pools of blood, and a woman's smashed and severed head. It seemed that this head had been Syn's writing implement as chunks of what could only be brain matter still clung to the walls. Turning around he veiwed the rest of the room, blood spatters up the wall indicative of a slashing weapon, most likely the one used to behead the woman. The bed was gore red, covered in blood and human remains. Klaus could see the headless body of the woman, naked and eviscerated, even flayed in places. Klaus did not doubt she suffered horribly before she died. Her husband was in no better state, lying in an unnatural pose in the corner of the room. His head was facing the wall whilst the rest of his body was facing away and the damage done was extensive.
Klaus looked over at the nearest officer.
"Do we know who they were, and did this bastard leave any traces."
"Herr and Frau Hans Freidmann, Herr Freidmann was a local business man, running freight from the spaceport all over New Berlin, Frau Freidmann was the accountant. I've scanned the room with the instruments, Forensics should have a full anlaysis in two hours. We'll b able to differentiate whose blood is whose, and see if they managed to even scratch whatever it is that Syn is."
"Syn is human, nothing more. He's damaged in the head. But he's still human"
The officer looked a little abashed but walked over to the window.
"Um about that sir, look at this." As the Inspektuer walked over the officer began talking again, " The window frame is made of a composite wood, the outside frame is a harder wood than the inside frame. Our guest came in through the window, as usual, and perched himself on the sill, but as he climbed or leapt off, he left marks."
"Marks?"
"Yes sir, marks. Two sets of 4 parallel scratches, each set about 20 centimetres apart. My guess in cyber replacemnt feet or legs. I've got an officer running a check on all makes that feature climbing attachments or claws."
"Good work. Anything else"
"No sir, we'll have to wait for the analysis to come back before we can say anything else. Crime scene is processed though, should we commence clean up?"
