Off the in distance, a car erupts violently into flames and general explosiveness. A figure - a figure wearing sunglasses, no less - comes walking from it, hands in his pockets like it ain't no thang that his ride just exploded. One can almost feel the dramatic tension building up.
There's a table not too far away, and it looks like that's where he's walking. He pulls out a ziplock bag full of photos, and sets them down carefully. After putting a small number next to each one (almost as if it was a crime scene), he speaks up.
"Somebody..." He pauses, taking his sunglasses off and putting them into his pocket. "Left these in my office." A scream not unlike that of Roger Daltrey screaming during Won't Get Fooled Again sounds out, though there's no obvious source.
"Would somebody..." Horatio pauses, and then puts his sunglasses back on his face, settling them on the bridge of his nose. "Please assist me in figuring out who they belong to." Another scream echoes out, and once again there is no obvious source.
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handle_gently, guessed by
leavemea_lone.
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alloy_tarnished, guessed by
nthelizard.
16. There has always been a 16. There will always be a 16.
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