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[fury]

The morgue is situated in the basement of the hospital, you can enter down some external stairs. The exterior is dull grey, inside the sterile corridor is lit with harsh flourescent lighting.

[Ghost]

Aaron pulled up behind the hospital and locked down his motorcycle. Then he walked around the corner, and found the strairs leading down to the morgue.

Trying the door and finding it open, he walked into the harshly lit corridor inside. The smell that assulted his nostrils was enough to make him whince; the combination of death and decay, coupled with foulsmelling chemicals did nothing to make him feel particularly welcome. Nor was it certain that he would be.

He looked around for whoever was working the night-shift; with any luck it'd be someone who was eager to have something to do, other than trying to stop him from doing his job.

[Ghost]

...or even better; nobody was working? It certainly was quiet in here, 'quiet as the grave', fittingly enough. Tempting as it was to wander through to where the corpses were, Aaron didn't want to get off on the wrong foot with anyone who might be able to give him some information, so he began whistling a tune, "Abide With Me", hoping that this might attract the attention of whoever was on call tonight.

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Can I help you?"[/color] a small unassuming man asked from behind Aaron, he was wearing surgical scrubs with a white coat over the top.

[Ghost]

'Damn, where did he come from?' Aaron thought to himself, after having turned around. "Good evening. You have a body here that has been delayed almost two weeks. I'm here to take a look at it, so we can maybe release her for the family to take care of. I am talking, of course, about the unfortunate young lady Teresa Grey."

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Under whose authority are you here? Do you have any identification on you?"[/color] the man spoke calmly and clearly, [color=#6666CC;]"otherwise I call security"[/color]

[Ghost]

Aaron smiled disarmingly as he reached into his pocket: "No need to get security all in a huff. Got this," he said, producing the gold coin with the Prince's head on it. Mentally he prepared to take certain steps if the man wasn't properly conditioned. But it was only to be expected that he was; morgues was after all one of the most important places to control in a city, along with the police.

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Oh, why didn't you say so"[/color] said the man, [color=#6666CC;]"Can't be too careful, we've had the press sniffing around."[/color]
He leads Aaron into the main morgue area and opens one of the drawers, revealing a small shape covered by a white sheet. He peels back the cover to reveal a flawless angelic face.

[Ghost]

Putting away the coin, Aaron followed the man into the morgue The smell was stronger in here. He really didn't like it, but smelling was something he usually did, without thinking. Luckily he didn't actuaøy hjave to breath, and so, with a conscious effort, he stopped sampling the air olfactorily.

Instead he watched as the man pulled out the 'drawer', and uncovered the face of the tiny girl. "They left the face untouched, at least." For a moment, he let his mind go back to the photos he had seen in the file, thinking if there was any similarity between Teresa and the other girls who had been taken. Then he took hold of the sheet, and pulled it down to the girl's waist, inspecting the damages they had done to her.

[fury]

[color=#6666CC;]"Nasty isn't it?"[/color] asked the man staring down at the small ruined body. He pointed out various wounds and summerised what he thought may have caused them. There were various razor slices, cigarette burns and bruises, her neck was covered with bruises in differing states of healing.

OOC

perception and alertness pleased ghostie

[Ghost]

[ August 8, 2008, 12:53 am ] - Ghost rolled 3d10 ± 0 and obtained 20 ( 9 8 3 ). Reason : Aaron per+alrt.

"They certainly went to work on her. Makes you wonder what the killer saw in her that brings out such resentment and hate."

Aaron touched the girl's head and tilted to the side, then gingerly openend her mouth, peering inside. He ran his fingers through her hair, seeing if there would be any trace of dirt or something which might indicate where they had kept her.

[fury]

Behind her ear there is a scar, a burn mark. It looks like a signet ring branded into her skin.

There is no dirt on her at all.

[Ghost]

Heightening his senses through the blood, Aaron took a closer look at the brand.

"Where exactly was she found?" ha asked casually, as he inspected the mark.

OOC

Sorry, I missed this post, or I'd answered before

[fury]

The brand appears to be a snake wrapped around a staff.

[color=#6666CC;]"She was found wrapped like a newborn outside the police station,"[/color] answered the man

[Ghost]

"[i]Snakes again?[i]" Taking out his notebook, Aaron made a drawing of the brand, as best he could. He hadn't noted a mention of anything like this with the other victims, but perhaps when he looked for it, he might. If not, what did it mean; that there had been such marks on the others that had gone unnoticed? Or was this teh first time there was such a brand?

Putting away the notebook, Aaron inspected the body once more, looking at the injuries and cuts.

"And what was she wrapped in?" he asked the coroner. "Anyone checked the cloth?"

Edited by Ghost, 10 August 2008 - 12:33 PM.