You can have a containment unit here for the body in an hour or two.After shakily handing over the forceps, Winters goes weak at the knees as the chest cavity is opened up and can barely stomach looking at the netting over the organs.
"Yes, very eh interesting doctor. Agent MacGregor this look like anything you are familiar with?
This lab you've sent the samples to doctor, where is it? Local enough?"
Winters signs a 402 to the others. OSR code for "containment protocol". If the webbing is directly supernatural itself, rather than a by product of the supernatural process, he wants to keep track of it.
After poking around, you figure out that the fungus(?) is also present in the cranial cavity and seems to penetrate the brain in multiple places, as well as all the major organs. You're pretty sure it is a fungus, but not like any you're ever seen, the infestation does seem significant though. You also notice that the blood in the body is somewhat thicker than it should be, perhaps as a result of dehydration. As for cause, that's not obvious. A natural fungal infection? Something delivered a serum? Something magical? Those are all possibilities. The impact on and penetration into the brain does put you in mind of Ophiocordyceps unilateralis, the so-called zombie-ant fungus, although this case lacks some of the larger brain growths of the insect variety, and doesn't present quite the same generally either.OOC: Rolling 2d6+Sharp (2) = 8. One question.
Let's go broad-level: What happened here?
"Not even a little bit, "Dr. Shelley says, "although it's only been 24 hours. I'd imagine that the huge number of tourists in town isn't helping. There are thousands of people in town that no one knows." She walks over to Howard's body and thinks for a minute. "I didn't know him very well, and I can't think of why anyone would want to kill him. I mean, he is an important guy in town, he runs the only local bank, but it's a small town and that doesn't exactly make him important generally.""So, it kinda looks like souped-up zombie fungus," says Adam, as much to himself as anyone else in the room. "Not sure who would be playing with that. Lab would probably tell us more . . . " He trails off for a moment, and then begins again: "But the bigger question is, why them? What was it about Howard that attracted the attention of -" He suddenly turns to the coroner. "I'm sorry, Doctor, but I might have missed it - has there been any progress in identifying the attacker?"
"Landry Savings and Loan," she replies. "They handle the banking for most of the people and businesses in town. The small-town personal touch, you know? The bank's been in the Howard family for years, at least since the 20's I think. When Roy retired form the Marines he took over from his father, maybe 8 or 10 years ago."'Which bank is that?' Leslie asks, drawing an old fashioned, small notepad and pen out of his pocket to scribble notes.
OK, so we have a three'fer...
First, Dr Shelly catches you right before you leave. "Pardon me agents, there was one other bit of forensic evidence I forgot to mention, although I don't know how important it is. The perp had soil of some kind under his nails. That's not odd on his hands, but it also present on his feet, and he had socks and shoes on when he came in. The soil is off for analysis, but it looked like some kind of mixed soil, like potting soil, or something like it."
Summoning up all his charm, Adam begins, "Hello, we're Federal agents investigating the Howard case. Would it be possible to speak with the officers involved?"Third, Landry Sherriff's Office
This is also just a couple of blocks away from the coroner's office. It's a small low building, probably 80's vintage office space. There's one set of double doors and a fenced-in parking lot where you can see two cruisers and an SUV parked, all with official police decals. The building and lot are a little run-down, but the vehicles look shiny. When you enter through the double doors you get a welcome hit of air conditioning. The waiting room has a long desk to your left, and a glass wall and door straight ahead leading into what looks like the ward room. There are some tatty looking chairs, one sad looking house plant, and the usual collection of eight-year-old magazines. Behind the desk is perky young woman wearing a headset who's name tag reads Betty. She looks up as you enter and says "Hi y'all!" with a lot of enthusiasm, "what can I do for you today?" She's blonde, and very pretty, and probably spends a lot of time time fending off drunken advances from the deputies and random assholes and the local bar.
I thought Winters was on containment, we'll get him to confirm."Thank you, doctor - that may be more important than you realize." As she goes back into the building, Adam remarks, "We've got someone coming to secure the body, right?"
Summoning up all his charm, Adam begins, "Hello, we're Federal agents investigating the Howard case. Would it be possible to speak with the officers involved?"