Grisly, mind-bending horror from the Damned.. Murphy likey. 😀
“Alright, Detective Dickhole, what do you have for me today?”
Pathologist Leonard Kessler’s voice echoed through the cold room. The acoustically prone surfaces usually kept his spoken words to a minimum, but he never missed the opportunity to insult his big brother.
Darren Kessler shivered, folding his arms tighter against his chest. “I still don’t know how you work in here.”
“You get used to it, just like Dad’s cooking.”
“I’m still trying to digest his meatloaf from last Easter and still trying to get warm in here.”
“The trick is to stop tying, just accept it.” Leonard said.
“Screw that. I’ll wait for evolution to give us internal thermostats. Anyway, I pulled some strings to get this case for you,” Darren said, smiling. “I know you like working on the weird ones.”
“Lay it on me!”
“The body,” Darren said, reading from the file folder and pointing to…
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