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It was a long day and Medical examiner John Jones was busy as always.
He has had plenty of autopsies to do and this was the latest in a long line of dead bodies he has had to deal with. He has been with the Johnson County medical examiners office for over a decade and he has seen his fair share of bodies, from drug addicts to car accidents. He was a very world wise yet he knew his job was important to law enforcement to find out the truth about how people died
"So John who do we have here? Asked Warwick his assistant as he was preparing all the instruments they will need for the latest autopsy. Warwick said this quietly so as not to disturb John's train of thought
" Her name is Cassandra Henderson, She taken to hospital with a bullet wound to the chest, head and stomach. The trauma team had tried to revived her for over two hours but no dice I am afraid, shame really as I knew her well she worked with the local government in getting us extra funding for the new forensic labs we are now enjoying. She was very politically connected and she was very professional with me" He said as he sighed and looked at her lifeless, naked and pale body that was in front of him on the table.
John looked at the police paperwork that came with her body, He knew that 16 hours ago she was involved in an ambush in old town where the illicit information Bureau is located, she was shot. He sighed again, and he had tears burning his eyes waiting to come out but he had to stay composed in front of his assistant, He looks at the body, it was of a tall slender woman, her skin was bluey-grey and was covered in bruises and bullet wounds.
"I guess we should start things then, are you going to be okay?" Warwick noticing how upset John was getting
"I will be fine, just need to regain my composure as this is hard for me as you know" John explained while he was putting a new tape in the tape recorder which was hanging above the table.
John walks towards the table, he grabs his bone shears, puts them beside him and turns on the table recorder. He then continues to talk
"the time is 11:55pm, on the twenty third day of September and this is an autopsy of Cassandra Henderson, age 32 and this autopsy ..,"
When he says that… A noise comes from the table, a very ragged and loud breath…..
"What in the world… Can't be, not another one? Thats the second spontaneous revive in the last week, 9 in the last month" Says Warwick as he quickly walks towards the table. Cassandra's eyes are open and that startles Warwick, he stares at her open eyes. He notices her colour has changed from pale, bluely grey to bright red as the blood starts to pump through her body again.
" So are you going to stop staring at me or what Warwick?' Cassandra says in a very weak voice.
She has been laying down for hours so she was feeling the pain from her injuries and the fact the table was cold stainless steel, She was shivering yet she didn't let that stop her from intimidating Warwick just a tad
" You should be dead, How in the hell did you come back from the dead?' John says nervously
" Well, I have no bloody idea, all I know is I am alive now and sore from all these bullet wounds" Cassandra says annoyed but having no energy to have an argument with John.
" Do you want me to call David?" John asked
"Yes, and tell him the rumors about my demise have been grossly exaggerated"
" I will get you some clothes" Warwick Says as he gets Cassandra some scrubs
"You do that" Cassandra says with a weak smile, knowing that Warwick was slightly embarrassed by the sight of Cassandra's naked body
———— ————
David has been at his house for a while, he was there when Cassandra was shot, he had been crying for hours. Ever since he was told by the doctors there was nothing that could be done for her and they had to call her time of death.
It would have been a routine patrol of the streets as the always do when they are at the illicit Information bureau Headquarters. Its on a residential street so patrols are necessary to keep snoopy neighbors out they hadn't counted on an ambush and a shooting all at the same time, which wasn't what David had in mind on his birthday….
He lives in a studio apartment with his girlfriend Jennifer, they have been working with Cassandra for years as member of the resistance. They met after Jennifer came out of the Farm in Virginia in the USA She was top of her CIA class, They met at a bar in the area and since then they have been joined at the hips doing patrols and anything Cassandra required of them.
"I..am.. angry." Said David though the tears, steel in his voice
"Hadron, its not your fault" Jennifer says, using the nickname that she coined for him ever since he beat the crap out of her ex boyfriend after he abused her. As his temper reminded her of the CERN's Large Hadron Collider, why she had no idea but it just stuck and everyone in the resistance who where friendly with the pair called him that.
"I could have saved her" David said sobbing…
Then the sobbing is cut short by the sound of Jennifer's mobile ring tone, she picks up the phone she sees the name "John Jones, Medical examiner"
" Hello, Jennifer speaking"
"Jennifer, It's John is David there?'
" Yeah, I will pass you to him" Jennifer says
"Hadron, it's John the medical examiner" Jennifer said as she passes her mobile to him
"What does he want?' Says David as he grabs the mobile from her
He talks to John for a bit, the expression on his face is more incredulous the more he listens to him on the phone, he hangs it up and gives the mobile back to Jennifer
"Whats wrong?" Jennifer asked
"There is nothing wrong, but I got some news and I am not sure how to take it" David says with surprise and a smile creeps on his face.
"What David, don't keep me in the dark!" Jennifer says growing impatient with each passing moment. Her heart was pounding out of her chest
"Cassandra is alive, how John has no idea, but she revived just before he was about to do the autopsy on her " David says, relieved yet somewhat puzzled has to how this could happen…..
"Thats great isn't it" Jennifer says.
"Well yeah, if I hadn't told everyone she was dead in the first place now I have to ring them all back and tell them she's Lazarus and she's back from the dead and I have no idea how she did it…."
End
He has had plenty of autopsies to do and this was the latest in a long line of dead bodies he has had to deal with. He has been with the Johnson County medical examiners office for over a decade and he has seen his fair share of bodies, from drug addicts to car accidents. He was a very world wise yet he knew his job was important to law enforcement to find out the truth about how people died
"So John who do we have here? Asked Warwick his assistant as he was preparing all the instruments they will need for the latest autopsy. Warwick said this quietly so as not to disturb John's train of thought
" Her name is Cassandra Henderson, She taken to hospital with a bullet wound to the chest, head and stomach. The trauma team had tried to revived her for over two hours but no dice I am afraid, shame really as I knew her well she worked with the local government in getting us extra funding for the new forensic labs we are now enjoying. She was very politically connected and she was very professional with me" He said as he sighed and looked at her lifeless, naked and pale body that was in front of him on the table.
John looked at the police paperwork that came with her body, He knew that 16 hours ago she was involved in an ambush in old town where the illicit information Bureau is located, she was shot. He sighed again, and he had tears burning his eyes waiting to come out but he had to stay composed in front of his assistant, He looks at the body, it was of a tall slender woman, her skin was bluey-grey and was covered in bruises and bullet wounds.
"I guess we should start things then, are you going to be okay?" Warwick noticing how upset John was getting
"I will be fine, just need to regain my composure as this is hard for me as you know" John explained while he was putting a new tape in the tape recorder which was hanging above the table.
John walks towards the table, he grabs his bone shears, puts them beside him and turns on the table recorder. He then continues to talk
"the time is 11:55pm, on the twenty third day of September and this is an autopsy of Cassandra Henderson, age 32 and this autopsy ..,"
When he says that… A noise comes from the table, a very ragged and loud breath…..
"What in the world… Can't be, not another one? Thats the second spontaneous revive in the last week, 9 in the last month" Says Warwick as he quickly walks towards the table. Cassandra's eyes are open and that startles Warwick, he stares at her open eyes. He notices her colour has changed from pale, bluely grey to bright red as the blood starts to pump through her body again.
" So are you going to stop staring at me or what Warwick?' Cassandra says in a very weak voice.
She has been laying down for hours so she was feeling the pain from her injuries and the fact the table was cold stainless steel, She was shivering yet she didn't let that stop her from intimidating Warwick just a tad
" You should be dead, How in the hell did you come back from the dead?' John says nervously
" Well, I have no bloody idea, all I know is I am alive now and sore from all these bullet wounds" Cassandra says annoyed but having no energy to have an argument with John.
" Do you want me to call David?" John asked
"Yes, and tell him the rumors about my demise have been grossly exaggerated"
" I will get you some clothes" Warwick Says as he gets Cassandra some scrubs
"You do that" Cassandra says with a weak smile, knowing that Warwick was slightly embarrassed by the sight of Cassandra's naked body
———— ————
David has been at his house for a while, he was there when Cassandra was shot, he had been crying for hours. Ever since he was told by the doctors there was nothing that could be done for her and they had to call her time of death.
It would have been a routine patrol of the streets as the always do when they are at the illicit Information bureau Headquarters. Its on a residential street so patrols are necessary to keep snoopy neighbors out they hadn't counted on an ambush and a shooting all at the same time, which wasn't what David had in mind on his birthday….
He lives in a studio apartment with his girlfriend Jennifer, they have been working with Cassandra for years as member of the resistance. They met after Jennifer came out of the Farm in Virginia in the USA She was top of her CIA class, They met at a bar in the area and since then they have been joined at the hips doing patrols and anything Cassandra required of them.
"I..am.. angry." Said David though the tears, steel in his voice
"Hadron, its not your fault" Jennifer says, using the nickname that she coined for him ever since he beat the crap out of her ex boyfriend after he abused her. As his temper reminded her of the CERN's Large Hadron Collider, why she had no idea but it just stuck and everyone in the resistance who where friendly with the pair called him that.
"I could have saved her" David said sobbing…
Then the sobbing is cut short by the sound of Jennifer's mobile ring tone, she picks up the phone she sees the name "John Jones, Medical examiner"
" Hello, Jennifer speaking"
"Jennifer, It's John is David there?'
" Yeah, I will pass you to him" Jennifer says
"Hadron, it's John the medical examiner" Jennifer said as she passes her mobile to him
"What does he want?' Says David as he grabs the mobile from her
He talks to John for a bit, the expression on his face is more incredulous the more he listens to him on the phone, he hangs it up and gives the mobile back to Jennifer
"Whats wrong?" Jennifer asked
"There is nothing wrong, but I got some news and I am not sure how to take it" David says with surprise and a smile creeps on his face.
"What David, don't keep me in the dark!" Jennifer says growing impatient with each passing moment. Her heart was pounding out of her chest
"Cassandra is alive, how John has no idea, but she revived just before he was about to do the autopsy on her " David says, relieved yet somewhat puzzled has to how this could happen…..
"Thats great isn't it" Jennifer says.
"Well yeah, if I hadn't told everyone she was dead in the first place now I have to ring them all back and tell them she's Lazarus and she's back from the dead and I have no idea how she did it…."
End
Well here it is.... the first chapter of my scifi story midnight rising... it will be posted on DeviantArt after ive posted it on tumblr.
When Cassandra Henderson wakes up at the morgue.... she realises not everything is as it seems.
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When Cassandra Henderson wakes up at the morgue.... she realises not everything is as it seems.
profiles available : [link]
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