"I can see that." I walked around him, searching for any visible wounds, but I couldn't find any. And yet, he lay in a pool of blood.

"What happened?"

He scratched his chin.

"I wish I could tell you. One minute I was in my kitchen digging for something to eat. The next, I was on the floor with more blood around me than I'd ever seen."

He snorted.

"It was the damnedest thing. I was alone. No one came in or out. I'm not sure how it happened, but I felt the ...