The occupants had gone out, but had forgotten to turn out the lights. How do I know this? Was it my amazing powers of deduction? No, the light switch was in the 'on' position. I knew this meant something - they had left in a hurry!
Something nagged away at my mind. I put it down to my over-developed imagination, but I began to feel uneasy - very uneasy. And then I saw it. The leg bone of a cockerel with its fighting claw well defined. This was likely to mean just one thing . . .
To be continued . . .