The inside of the room and the hallway where the four stood seemed like two different worlds. Dense clusters of translucent blue crystals covered every wall and the ceiling, making the entire room resemble a crystal mine. Light from outside the window shone upon the clusters, reflecting constantly twisting, shifting rays.
Surrounded by these crystals, an ornate golden round table stood in the center of the living room. Blood dripped from its surface to the floor, then wound its way between the crystal clusters and out through the door.
The three corpses had all been dissected with unusually professional precision. Some of their internal organs had been removed and cooked, sorted into neat categories on pristine white plates, garnished with cherry tomatoes and rosemary.
Most of the flesh had also been sliced from the mermaid-like skeletons and made into sashimi and sushi, arranged neatly beside the bones. Even soy sauce and wasabi had been prepared.
As the four approached the dining table, a small speaker on it began playing automatically, singing a slow, mournful song:
"Did I disappoint you or let you down? Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown"
Hermione frowned. Covering her nose with her fist, she quietly said to the professor, "This is 'Goodbye My Lover,' the most popular funeral song since 2005. But the killer who murdered these Aliens probably didn't regard this as a funeral."
The singer of this song was James Blunt, a descendant of Henry VIII of the United Kingdom's royal family. The British liked him so much that many people said that as long as he was singing, even killing people at the same time wouldn't be illegal.
If Hermione had to choose, she felt her own funeral should involve lying peacefully while listening to this song, letting her