Okay this is my first story I've posted on here! Hope u like it. Cause it's a perfect way to stray from the usual topic.
Just beginning to process the scene, the CSIs were in for a rough day.
"Morning, Calleigh!" Ryan met her at the front door.
"Hey!" she replied cheerfully, "you going inside?"
"Uh, no. I'll spare you the sunlight, you go ahead inside."
"Great, thanks," she entered the shed and Ryan bent down in the grass.
Turning on the flashlight to see what was hidden in the cracks: she found nothing unusual. Then the roof unexpectantly begun creeking; like old wooden floors squeaked when being stepped on. Calleigh pointed her flashlight up and looked at the ceiling. There was only the roof...but then through the cracks she could see sunlight. CRASH! Ryan, whom was busy observing bushes, rushed in right away.
"Calleigh!" he saw that the whole room was lit by sunlight and the ceiling boards were on the floor. Getting closer to the heap he noticed and inches away was a flashlight parcially covered by dust, "Calleigh!" His knees hit the ground and he began flinging off the boards. "I need rescue down her now!" Ryan looked towards the officer at the door, "officer down!"