Right this is not supernatural, but has a slight false link to that sort of stuff. Anyway enjoy!!!

Grissom put down the phone and paused to think. This case sounded serious, it seemed like it could turn into a possible serial killer case judging by the note that was found. 'Three are gone, many more will follow.' It sounded quite tacky and movie like, but never the less, it sounded serious.

From what Brass had told him the killer/s had cleaned up the place. He would need a full team there to search the place from top to bottom. Finally standing up he moved towards the break room and glanced in, watching the group inside.

"You think those two would ever stop going against each other?" Catherine Willows asked out loud to Sara Sidle.

"No." Sara laughed, watching the two men, Nick and Warrick go toe to toe in a boxing match on the PS2.

"As much as I hate to break up the fun, we have a large case to work on." Grissom said.

"All of us?" Nick asked finishing the game.

"Yes. Someone's done a huge clean up in the crime scene. I need everyone there. Plus this could turn into a serial killer." Everyone nodded seriously.

"How bad Jim?" Grissom asked as his team gathered behind him.

"Three dead, but the rooms a mess, I've only let in the paramedics to check for survivors." He explained in a low tone, stepping aside from the door and letting the crew in.

They literally stepped over the thresh-hold when a strong smell of blood barrelled over them. Nick and Warrick began coughing as Sara held her nose, even Catherine looked a shade of green. Grissom simply pulled a face and led the way through into the lounge. Inside, everyone stopped, eyebrows rising.

"What is the blue hell?!" Warrick cried, looking about.

"Only in this room." Brass explained, coming up behind them with a handkerchief over his mouth. "There's nothing else anywhere in the house."

"Still better to check." Grissom answered.

"No, I mean, there's no furniture anywhere in the house. House was disserted waiting for the new owners. Neighbour comes in after hearing some sounds earlier in the night, finds the place like this."

"Right, Catherine, you and Brass go interview the neighbours, see what they can tell us. Nick, search the rooms for any signs of entry. Warrick and Sara, you're with me. Photograph, the usual." He ordered.

Everyone went off their own way, while Sara took the wall where the door was and Warrick took the floor. There were three bodies, all males. The first had his throat cut, and was lying by the opposite wall. The second body also had their throat cut, but also had chunks of flesh ripped off. The third had a hole in his chest and appeared to have his heart ripped out, cut into three and was spread at separate ends of the room.

What was most weird and took nearly eight rolls of film alone was the writing on the walls. They were odd drawings, figures and lines, curves. Grissom couldn't decipher it and decided to photograph each symbol and see what he could translate.

Warrick photographed the two bodies in the centre of the floor with in the chalk circle on the floor and the photographed the body by the far wall and the separated heart. He also found a metal bowl that contained some ashes, but wasn't sure what it was yet.

As Catherine and Brass came back in, the coroner took the bodies and heart pieces away. They both reported that the neighbours had heard drums during the night, but thought it the bass of some music.

Nick also reported back to say that the dust in every room was still there and untouched. No one had been in any of the other rooms.

"So someone cleaned this room and preformed some sort of ritual." Grissom summed up.

"Why? You can't raise anything up." Brass asked.

"Other than trouble." Grissom chipped in.

"We got the photo's." Sara announced as she came back into the break room. She set them down and spread them out. "These ones," she separated them from the rest. "appear to have been marked with extra blood over the top of the symbols." She explained. "Anything on the victims?"

"Not yet. I'm waiting for Robbins to get back to me." Catherine explained, looking through some of the photos.

"This is really sick." Nick commented as he looked over the photos of the victims.

"Yeah, I only found some burnt substance. I'm sending it off to Greg to analyse, might find out what it is." Warrick added. As if to answer his call Greg walked in to pour out some coffee. Once he had finished in walked over to Grissom and looked over the older mans shoulder at the photos of the symbols.

"Mmm." He leaned in and bit his lower lip. "Fire." He said to the group, before turning to the door to leave.

"What?" Grissom asked, looking at the picture again.

"Fire." Greg repeated, pointing to the symbol before he walked out, sipping at the coffee. The five CSI's looked at each other and then jumped up and ran after Greg, each carrying a few symbols with them.

"You can read this?" Nick asked as he followed Greg into his lab, showing him the symbol he had spoken about.

"A bit." He said shrugging his shoulders and sitting down in his chair.

"Why didn't you ever tell us?" Catherine asked, pushing some more photos at him.

"Eh, 'cause no one ever asked." He said. "Why?"

"Because we have a case that had these symbols written all over the wall." Grissom explained. "Could you translate them?" he asked.

"I could try." He said, bouncing with excitement at being able to work on a case. "But I would need to know what they were doing." He said.

"They killed three people, like this." Warrick pushed the pictures of the victims over to the young lab tech. Greg picked them up and studied them with interest and disgust.

"Dimension Demons." He stated. "I should have a few books on it."

"How do you know?" Sara asked.

"My dad had a hobby in Demonology, used to collect rare books. Of course the stuffs rubbish, but its funny to see how much people go to to try to gain power." Greg said, shaking his head.

"Greg, Three people have died, maybe more." Grissom said sharply.

"Sorry, but if someone goes off killing someone, because they want power, then they've gotta be Mad." He said. "I'll be half an hour, gotta find the books first." He said, shaking off his lab coat. "They should be somewhere." He said to himself.

"I'll go with him." Catherine said, following the young man out.

"Least he's working for his keep." Sarajoked as she headed to the break room and as Grissom went off to the autopsy room. This will be a first. He though to himself as he watched his team split up. Interesting at the least.

K, has nothing to do with my previous story, but I hope you'll all enjoy it just as much!! Review!