He stood, hands on hips, staring down the supermarket aisle. He didn't want to go any further for fear of contaminating the scene of crime. Whatever had happened here was a massacre. Boxes on the shelves were sliced open and some showed the telltale signs of bullet holes. The marble tiles of the floor were covered in cornflakes, sugar puffs, weetabix and some things he didn't recognise.
The PC behind him coughed nervously awaiting instructions. The Detective turned to him and spoke.
"Ok, get this taped off, get everyone out of the shop and put out an 'All Person's Call'. Tell them we're looking for ............................ A cereal killer.
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