Clowning Around

One bloody slipper, a clown wig and two loaded pistols was all that was left at the scene.

"So what happened here?" Captain Smith said, crouching down to get a better look at the slipper.

Detective Jones walked over from the other side of the room. "I don't think it is as sinister as we first thought."

"You don't?"

"No, looking at the guns they are nothing more than air soft guns, they could not have been the source of the noise."

"So are you saying the witnesses lied about hearing a gunshot?"

"No." Detective Jones gestured for the Captain Smith to follow him. "As you can see there is an indent in the carpet, the size of a Bluetooth speaker."

"OK, that explains the noise. What about the bloody slipper?"

"We will ran it at the labs to be certain but the blood looks rather lumpy and thick, wouldn't you agree?"

Captain Smith removed his glasses, wiping them with the cloth he keeps in his pocket before putting them back on. "Ah yes, now that you mention it, it does look rather like jelly."

Detective Jones beamed with delight. "Exactly."

Captain Smith's attention moved to the clown wig. "Care to explain the clown wig?"

The gleeful nature of the Detective faded. "Now that is the one thing we have not been able to workout, why the pranksters would leave this here?"

"Has anyone moved it yet?"

"No, it was the last thing to check."

Captain Smith walked over to the forensic team and took a pair gloves. He snapped them on, heading back over to the wig. He pinched it and lifted it up, feeling the wild hair spring around. He looked at the ground in horror. "Everyone! This is no mere prank!"