Blood was everywhere. On the walls it was playing connect the dots. On the floor it teased to trip you. It even watched you from the ceiling dripping on to your head, tempting you to look up. The body sat in the middle of the locker room, mangled beyond recognition. The only clue to which student she was, was the bleached blonde hair splayed out randomly on the floor and the bright yellow and blue patches of her cheer leading uniform. I stood above her trying to play out the murder in my head, witnesses said a man came in with a knife, and told everyone to get out. I guess not everyone did.