Did you actually tour the house?
Yes, I did.
Tell me about it.
I went from the front door to the back door. Ah, where we walked into the front door it was all in shambles, like they had tore up the couch, as though they were looking for something in the house. And we went to the bedroom, we toured in the bedroom, where I saw all the blood just splattered across the walls, from where the bed was lying and the mattress was still soaked of blood, when I got there. It was just like these boys did not have a chance. Ev--I don't even believe they had their eyes open. If one had a eye open there was nothing he can do because he was just, he was gone. And, e--even to the back on the porch, it was just like a dump yard, i--they went through the cereal boxes, um, corn flakes, ah, it was just all destroyed, all over the back porches, the boxes open, the cans was open. What can somebody put in a, a sealed can, I would like to know today but I don't know what they were looking for.