Keep following them

I wasn't going to let a little nudity stand in the way of solving this mystery! Fred would be proud. I kept following the tracks down the stairs, being as quiet as I could. At the bottom of the staircase I had to get down on my hands and knees again to pick up the trail.

The trail led into the kitchen. The trail went cold on the tiled floor. Literally! It was freezing. I heard a noise coming from back the way I came.