"Officer Baker, what's going on here?"
Officer Zavior's firm voice broke the silence, breaking the room's heavy tension like a taut wire and replacing it with a heated atmosphere. The room collectively breathed, and the effect was immediate, and as though a spell had been broken.
Officer Zavior marched in, his footsteps echoing with intent as he approached the scene. Although he had a calm attitude, his eyes had a sharpness to them that indicated a strong alertness. His icy, analytical gaze moved across the scene in front of him, scrutinizing each element with a discriminating focus.
Everyone in the room was snapped out of their trance as they heard the authoritative voice echo throughout the station.
