Vikram descended the steps hurriedly and went to the vase to check what it was.
He reached behind the staircase and lifted the vase to take a look at the stain on its mouth.
His irises constricted as soon as he recognized that it was a stain of dried yet fresh blood.
It didn't take him another second to realize it was Samar's blood.
But how could his blood fell on the vase behind the staircase?
Feeling puzzled, Vikram tilted the vase a little to look inside it, and instead, he heard the sound of something rolling and thrashing on the walls of the vase coming from it.
Vikram bent forward and turned the vase upside down.
When he saw familiar white pebbles along with two sharp-edged pieces of marble tile falling on the floor from the vase, Vikram's expressions changed. One of the marble pieces caught his attention which had a clear stain of freshly dried blood on it.