Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

“Already?”
“Yup. He stayed in all night. Said he had never seen anything quite like it
before.” I frowned.
Damn, Conan what the fuck happened to you?
“I have never seen anything like it!” Jerry, the new, young coroner
working for the station exclaimed excitedly almost as soon as we entered his
morgue.
The smell of antiseptic and death permeated the air and the cold air made
me feel uncomfortable. There was also the fact that another dead body was
laying on a metal table in the corner, only hidden by a white sheet.
Jerry walked to the table where Conan laid though, and pushed the same
white sheet away from his face.
***
“Oh fuck!” Adam exclaimed and I was left staring in shock and maybe a
little morbid fascination. “What the hell man? Give us a fucking warning next
time!” I had to agree with my partner as I slowly brought my eyes away from
the rapidly decaying body.
I could feel the coffee I’d had on the road start to churn in my stomach. I
was gonna puke.
The body in front of us looked like it had been dead for months, or years,
not hours. Whatever was left of Conan seemed to be decaying a little more
every second. His skin had taken on a brown and blueish color, with spots
that seemed to be peeling or rotting. The smell coming from it made me even
more nauseous. His face was all caved in, eyes seemed to have deflated, if
that was even possible and…
“Where are his teeth?” I asked, surprised.
“Oh, they fell off.” Jerry answered like it was the most logical thing as he
scribbled on his little notepad. “Chunks of his hair too.”