*laughs lightly* just a tad. Gets better the closer to the source we get. *she starts walking back to where she qas* your stomach gonna be alright mart? *they get closer to the source, Emily crouches down beside the pieces to point them out* this is the origin of the explosion. They're testing the explosive now but I predict a homemade. I'll try and reconstruct who it could be with what's left of the head-After suiting up they duck under the tape and walk in, Martin looks around and tries not to look at most of the graphic stuff, though it was everywhere. Chris however was sucking on a mint, he found that it helped.-
"You were right, bit of a mess."
Later but it's definitely an adult male...thought you'd be interested in this though...*picks up a blood drenched piece of fabric, half a logo printed into it* look familiar?