Bloodmoon sat in his roll chair looking at the clues on his messy desk, an empty cup sat on the desk as a disappointment to his thirst. He groaned as he pushed his chair away from the desk to his massive bulletin board with the empty cup. He gazed at the board a thought coming to mind causing him to stall in his previous idea as he grabbed the side of the board opening it to a hole n the wall with some blood bags. He grabs one and quickly fills his cup then closed it up, then back to his work.