Pascheon

It was Halloween night.  The police lights were flashing wildly as up and down the street neighbors came to see the cause of the chaos.  Officers were swarming over the house in question, interviewing the man who had called, and making sure no one interfered with the crime scene.  Inside, the chief didn't even know where to begin. "Amazing," Carl Davids murmured in disgust.  "Simply amazing." "Sir," another officer started with uncertainty, "what should we do?" Officer Davids slowly let out a breath as he looked at the scene before him.  He had seen some real messes in his time on the force, but in the twenty or so years he had been at thi