As the body hanged on
the barbed and electrified fence wall, with gouged eyes still hanging out of
the eye socket while the screwdriver was still stuck in the other eye, puss
dripping at about fifteen seconds for every drop, the policewoman was struck by
the sheer brutality of the murder. The victim's face was contorted in a grimace
of agony, and his jaw was slackened as if frozen in a silent scream. The
policewoman noticed that the victim's eyelid had been pierced by a sharp
object, leaving a hole big enough for an index finger to fit through. This
suggested that the killer had used a knife or a similar weapon to inflict this
gruesome injury. The fact that the victim's eyes were gouged out and the
screwdriver was still lodged in his eye socket further reinforced the idea that
the murder was a deliberate and premeditated act of violence.
As the policewoman
finally gathered enough strength to summon her team to collect the dead body,
the corpse's jaw suddenly dropped, prompting her to look closer. She noticed
that the victim's teeth were clenched together in a tight grimace as if he had
been trying to bite down on something during the final moments of his life.
This detail, combined with the other injuries, suggested that the victim had
been subjected to an intense and prolonged struggle before finally succumbing
to his injuries. The policewoman's heart raced as she took in the full extent
of the victim's injuries. She had seen her fair share of gruesome murders, but
this one was different. The sheer brutality and premeditation of the act left
her feeling sickened and outraged. She knew that she would have to summon all
of her professionalism and experience to piece together the events of the crime
and bring the perpetrator to justice.
As she peered into
the open mouth, she was met with a gruesome sight: the tongue was nowhere to be
found, and three of the premolars were missing, while two others were neatly
placed in a pair of scissors (an indication of foul play and a deliberate
attempt to inflict pain). As the team gathered around the lifeless body,
carefully placing it on the stretcher, an inexplicable urge compelled the
inspector to roll the body over and examine its back. What she beheld at that
moment sent shivers down her spine, for the attackers had gruesomely divided
the back in half and extracted the intestines. The manner in which the
dissection had been carried out hinted at the use of a weapon other than a
sharp blade, as the incisions appeared jagged, and it seemed evident that
considerable effort had been exerted to pry open the back. In an instant, her
thoughts were transported back to a haunting memory from her past - the
Caesarean section she had undergone during the birth of her third child.
Despite the utmost
professionalism and meticulous medical care, and even with the administration
of anaesthesia to numb the pain, the individuals undergoing surgery could still
perceive the sharp sensation as the surgeon made the incision in their lower
abdomen. The pain intensified to an unbearable level along the bikini line,
leaving a lasting impression of agony. This traumatic experience was so close
to death that she vowed never to subject herself to it again.
Several hours after
the safe delivery of the baby, with the umbilical cord clamped and the newborn
handed over to the mother, a wave of excruciating pain washed over her.
Alongside this physical torment, she experienced blackouts and caught glimpses
of ghostly faces, which cast an ominous shadow over her well-being. In the
midst of her contemplation over her encounter, she experienced a gentle touch
on her shoulder, causing her to nearly lose control of her emotions. At that
moment, her initial assumption was that the deceased had somehow returned to
communicate with her about the circumstances surrounding his demise. She sensed
that the departed soul yearned for her to delve deeper into the events leading
up to his untimely passing, believing that he did not deserve such a fate. It
was as if he sought justice for the abrupt truncation of his life. Within the
confines of her mind, she grappled with a whirlwind of intricate thoughts, each
vying for attention but offering little guidance on how to unravel the mystery
of this murder.
As she turned to face
the body that touched her shoulder, a chill ran down her spine when she saw a
piece of paper clutched in the corpse's hand. The message etched on it sent a
shiver down her spine: "We will not stop until we kill your twin brother,
too."
She felt a jolt of
shock and horror as she realized that the victim was her twin brother's
identical double. The note's ominous message hinted that her brother might be
next on the killer's list. With a sense of urgency, she began a frantic search
of the dead body for any clues that could help identify the killer and save his
brother. She carefully examined the body, looking for any distinguishing
features, scars, or tattoos that might help her identify the victim. She also
searched the pockets of the body, hoping to find a phone, wallet, or other
personal belongings that could lead her to the killer.
The safety of the
other twin abruptly took centre stage in her plans, commanding her immediate
attention. She was acutely aware that she needed to take swift action in order
to prevent the other twin from enduring a similar ordeal. At this moment, she
could sense her heart racing as if she could audibly hear the thumping sounds
reverberating within her chest. While the ambulance whisked away the lifeless
body, the blaring sirens pierced through the air, reaching the ears of everyone
present except for her.
As she stood in
contemplation, a whirlwind of thoughts swirled through her mind. She pondered
where to begin and anxiously questioned whether the assailant had already made
their escape. Lost in her own reflections, she failed to realize that her
current location was perilous - right in the middle of a bustling road. In a
cruel twist of fate, an approaching waste truck, operated by an intoxicated
driver, careened towards her. The truck's headlight was defective, shrouding
the surroundings in darkness, and its horn system malfunctioned, rendering it
unable to warn her of the impending danger.
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