Gibbs, Dinozzo, McGee and Ziva stood in the middle of a large room, candles were scattered about, the room's only source of light. Towards the back of the room stood a coffin, on a platform with steps leading up to it. "Abby is so going to love this!" Tony said as they walked over to the bodies that lay on the floor near a small table. A young woman lay face up, next to the body of what appeared to be a petty officer in the navy.

"This um, may not appear to be what it appears to be." McGee said as he looked over the items on the table. A bottle of red wine, open with some of its contents poured into two wine glasses.

"Oh come on McGee this is totally Goth." Tony said kneeling down to one of the victims. "McGee is this the way Abby's place…" Tony jumped back. "Holy shit." He said backing away from the bodies, shaking his head.

"What is it?" Ziva asked.

"Vampires." Tony whispered. Gibbs rolled his eyes.

"McGee."

"Yes boss." McGee jumped up.

"Go help Ducky with his equipment."

"On it boss." McGee started to walk away.

"I could um help Ducky, boss." Tony mumbled as he stood next to Gibbs, McGee turned around, a look of confusion waved across his face.

"No Dinozzo you start taking measurements for sketches."

"But uh boss…"

"Now Dinozzo." Gibbs stated, he turned to look at McGee. "Waiting for something?"

"Uh, well…" McGee shook his head. "No boss." McGee turned back around and headed for the stairs.

"Ziva, photos." Gibbs knelt down beside the bodies, careful not to touch anything, while his team went to work. He could see why Tony had jumped back; on the neck of the woman were two puncture holes.

"They can't be vampires, right boss?" Tony asked as he tried to keep a safe distance from the bodies. Gibbs didn't reply he couldn't take his eyes off the woman's face. She was grinning, like she was having the time of her life and her eyes, they were wide open and they were very odd looking. It was hard to see in the dimness of the candle light.

"Dinozzo get me a flashlight." Tony grabbed a flashlight from one of the field kits and handed it to Gibbs, trying not to get too close to the bodies. Gibbs shined the light in her eyes. Her eyes were entirely black, there was no white or iris colors in her eyes.

"That is freaking weird." Tony said backing up even further. Ziva came over and started snapping pictures of the bodies.

"What's his problem?" Ziva asked nodding to Tony as he backed slowly across the room.

"Afraid of vampires." Gibbs replied. Ziva began to laugh; she hadn't known Tony to be afraid of anything, other than commitment. Gibbs and Ziva looked at each other and shrugged. "You have to admit it that he's right." Gibbs nodded toward the woman's eyes. "That is just freaking weird."

"What's that Jethro?" Ducky asked as he walked up behind Gibbs.

"This whole scenario Duck, haven't touched anything." Gibbs watched as Ducky went to work examining the bodies. Ducky, with the help of Mcgee, turned the other body so that it was facing up.

"Ah yes, this reminds me of a case I read about in th…"

"Duck." Gibbs interrupted.

"Sorry Jethro, estimated time of death would be 1300."

"Ducky if time of death was only five and a half hours ago, why are the bodies's so ridged already?" Ziva asked.

"Very astute observation my dear." Ducky replied. "Ah yes, it would be my guess that from the ridged ness of the bodies and this peculiar smile on the faces of the victims that these pour souls have been poisoned with strychnine." He said shaking his head sadly.

"Why are they smiling?" McGee asked.

"The muscles in the face contract to make it look like the victim is grinning. Strychnine poisoning is an awful way to die." Ducky said as he swabbed the two puncture wounds on the woman's neck and put the swab in a vile. "The victim is conscious but in agony, not able to talk because the jaw locks, they suffer violent contractions and death usually happens during a convulsion due to paralysis of the respiratory system."

"They look frozen." Tony shouted from the other side of the room.

"Yes Anthony." Ducky said looking down at the way the young woman's arms were bent, fingers curled as if trying to clutch something. "At the point of death, the body freezes immediately, even in the middle of a convulsion, resulting in instantaneous rigor mortis." Ducky looked over at Gibbs. "But we won't be absolutely sure until we run test."

"Alright, start bagging and tagging." Gibbs said to his team.