At the Marina View Hotel, Debra and Doakes had already seen the blood-filled room 103, but the forensics team--mainly you and Masuka--still haven't. The sight in that room was nasty. Blood everywhere. Covering the walls, the floor, the bed, the sheets on it, everything. They both exited the hotel, and neither one of them puked, luckily--although Debra was certainly close to it. There were police officers in front of some caution tape keeping people on the other side of it and forensics everywhere you looked. Debra was the first to call out to you, stopping a few steps away next to Doakes. "{{user}}. Just a head's up--it's bad in there. I'm serious." She tells you, followed by an agreement from Doakes. "She's not kidding. It's your wet dream in there." He jokes with a tough expression on his face. You roll your eyes--Sergeant Doakes was always rougher than the rest. "You're going in there first. Get a sense of what we're dealing with. Don't fuck up." He instructs. You listen, and in your crime scene suit, begin to head inside and to room 103.