It was like being there, in the room where it happened. Fortunately, smells had been kept out of it. It was a static picture of the crime scene. "I suppose it's fortunate also that we don't have flies on the ship..." he remarked dryly as he observed the body. Flies would have made this picture much more gory.

"It's a knife from the wood-shop, I think. I knew it was a bad idea to get arts and crafts on board."