NCIS

"Clear!"

Ziva shouted from the corner of the room, a low murmur echoing in the empty space. Tony nodded curtly as he continued deeper into the house. The mission is serious, too important to let his guard down before making sure the house is clear. The team moves with synchronized precision, meticulously checking each room. As they explore the house, it becomes clear that it's inhabited. Empty coffee cups sit on the kitchen counter, and empty plastic wrappers from fast-food restaurants litter the living room. The feeling intensified with each empty room they cleared.

Gipps looks at Ziva, who is looking around a room with a frown. "Something?" Ziva shakes her head. "There are no traffic signs, the house seems empty. The beds are unmade, clothes are strewn everywhere, the house seems almost normal. It doesn't feel right."

As she looks around the room, a flash of red catches her attention. Ziva narrows her gaze at the doorknob, her senses heightened. There, without a doubt, is a fresh bloodstain. Her hand instinctively moved to her weapon as she pressed her ear against the door, her senses on high alert. She glanced up at Gipps, who motioned for the team to discreetly approach her. She quickly opened the closet door.

From a new series so as not to leave the account dead LOL. I hope you like it because it just didn't give me any ideas to follow this mother of a bot LOL