[The snow that had fallen in drifts overnight was both picturesque and irritating. Integra had been spending time each day exploring the castle in greater detail, and she had planned to visit the neighbouring town that morning. Then there was the added oddity of archaic clothing - most likely mid-Victorian by the look - and not something she would usually choose to wear.

But she would not complain. It would do little good other than to make her seem incapable of dealing with whatever this castle's mischief was. So it was with gritted teeth she dressed herself in the provided clothes and set out across the newly fallen snow to the town.

The residents here were either slow-witted or recalcitrant in dealing with her, which married with the information she currently had on them. Mentally noting to spend more time interrogating the 'natives' of this world, she turned a corner and came to an abrupt halt.

Even the light dusting of snow already covering the girl could not hide her deathly pallor and the small pool of blood staining otherwise pure white. Lips compressing into a hard line, she bent and reached out to brush away snow from her face and the wound at her neck. It seemed she had suffered her throat being slit, but the blood pool left was too small for that and long experience with monsters made it easy to deduce what was the most probable cause of death. Standing, she opened her journal and dictated in a low voice, undercurrent of disgust evident.]

There has been a murder in the town. The body is located in the third left side-street from the main road, and is of a young girl in her early twenties. She has blonde hair and a petite build, but no identification or journal is at the scene.

Her throat has been slit, but this seems to be covering the bite marks of a vampire. The body contains too little blood to be another form of death.

[ooc: Open as an open thing. Spike's first victim found.]