"The vic's name is Chara Harvey, age is 23 years old," Toriel Masters said, striding back towards the house. Frisk Singer and (Y/F/N) followed after her, ducking under the fluttering police tape and dodging various police. "She works at, or should I say worked at, Mettaton's Cafe. Didn't have too many friends. She was due in for work today, and when she didn't show up her boss sent a coworker, goes by the name of Burgerpants. When he didn't get a response, he used the spare key she had left at work to get in, and found her." Toriel opened the door, moving like a breeze. She led the two into the living room, while her partner and husband, Asgore Masters, cleared out the room. He was blocking the body from immediate view, but (Y/N) could easily see the blood.
In fact, the walls and ceiling were covered in the dark red liquid. (Y/N) moved closer to one of the stains, catiously sniffing them in the hopes it wasn't what it seemed; but no, the smell had been filling her nose since the last...