Waymarker

“So what do you think Prof?”
“Well, Detective it’s a bit elaborate I suppose. It comes from the same place as putting one rock on top of another, in the wilderness, when you want to leave a waymarker.”
“So you think it’s a waymarker?”
“Possibly, possibly,”
“Do you think there’s any significance in the species?”
“Probably not, just size, guess our killer couldn’t find a hummingbird to top it off.”
“I hope you’re not going to chew the end of that pencil, those birds could be covered with anything,”
“Good point.”
“So based on this tableaux what is the killer telling us?”
“This death. That poor women there. It’s merely a marker upon the dark path our killer is taking.”
“You expect to find more victims?”
“Yes. The staging is quite elaborate, see that he’s left feathers from seven birds, the quills jammed beneath the nails. It is likely he did that before she died. We’ll know better on the autopsy I guess. Not sure if that means she’s the seventh victim or the number seven is important to him. I’d put money on the latter, at least I hope it doesn’t mean that there will be six victims we’ve not found yet.”
“But you do expect more?”
“Yes. He’s killed before. He’s developed a style.”
“Hey you two, have you seen this?”
“What have you got there Constable?”
“It’s a blog. Looks like they’ve given our killer a nickname already.”

Waymarker

“How did they know about this already? Get me details on who runs that blog, and all the visitors.”
“What’s the nickname?”
“The Seventh Magpie.”