Prologue : But She's Not Dead?

MHOREIN's POV

I took a spoon and tried the dish. I reached for the salt when I decided it needed atleast a pinch more.

The song playing on the background was replace by my ringtone. I turned off my stove before I washed my hands and answered the phone.

"Mhor."

"Chain? You called?" I asked.

"I'll send the address."

"It's 10:15 in the evening, Chain. We'll do it tomorrow or something."

"It's murder." Chain said with a serious and stern voice.

"Ill be on the way..."

"Bye." I dropped the call. I entered my room and changed pants. I took the keys and rushed out the door.

I entered the elevator and was greeted by a smiling face. Katherine.

"Kath! Hey!"

"Hey, It's late. Did someone die?" I nodded.

"I was joking... But good luck, I guess."

The elevator took me to the parking lot. I entered my car and looked at the address Chain sent me.

I parked my car on the side of the road. The crime scene is undeniably noticeable since people crowded the place.

"Detective!" Aiden immediately approached me when I got out of the car.

"Where's the Chain?" I asked.

"I'll lead the way, Ma'am!" He said and smiled.

"Chain!" I called my colleague and partner. He seemed to be focused on the floor.

"What's up?" I stopped when I looked at what he's looking at.

"Oh my god, What happened?" I cringed at the horrible sight.

"Aiden, Search the area." I commanded. He nodded and began to look for evidence.

"Honey, What happened?" I asked

"People saw the body, Lying here with no legs, Stitches around her stomach area." He replied.

"Detectives." A tall curly haired man approached us.

"Inspector Arcilla."

"Information?" I asked. Chain handed me the files.

"Amy Marcus, 26 years old, She's a nurse at Leounet's Public Asylum, And now we have no suspects but it's pretty obvious that one of the patients killed her."

Chain gave me a pair of gloves and a flashlight. I was surprised to see that Livor Mortis had not started yet.

"How come livor mortis has not taken it's effects?" I asked, confused. Chain kneeled beside me.

"You're right... That's odd." My eyebrows met. I got confused. I took her wrist and felt her pulse.

"W-What?! No way!" Shocked, I let go of her hand.

"She has a pulse!" I looked at Chain.

"What? Are you sure?" He knelt down and checked for himself.

"How is this even possible?" He stuttered.

"Request an autopsy, Now." Chain nodded and took his phone out. I stood up and looked for Inspector Arcilla.

"Inspector, She has a pulse." He looked more shocked than confused.

"How is that possible?" He asked both confused and amazed.

"I dont get it either ..." I whispered.

"Surgery?" The inspector asked.

"Maybe, What's missing?" I put my hand on my chin.

"Legs, Arms. Obviously." Inspector Arcilla shrugged.

"Anything else? Organs?" I asked

"Im not sure but I can tell there's something there missing." Said Inspector Arcilla

"Gastrectomy. Someone can live without their intestines." I concluded

"Chain! Hon!" Chain quickly came to us.

"Why?" Chain looked at me, Confused.

"Call an ambulance. Amy needs to get to the hospital." I ordered.

"Why?" He asked.

"Gastrectomy."

"Gastrectomy?"

"Just do it! Hurry! Before she wakes-" I was cut off

We looked at the scene when we heard a loud agonizing scream. Amy woke up.

"W-Wait. Shit." We panicked and rushed back to the scene.

"Detectives! Inspector!" Aiden was afraid.

"She's alive!" Aiden panicked.

I gently pushed Aiden out of the way and ran towards the body. People were panicking and going wild.

"Everyone calm down!" Aiden scared them off with a gun. I kneeled down next to Amy who was in tears.

"Help. Please. Please!" I nodded, Trying to calm myself.

"Calm down, We're calling an ambulance. Just breathe and stay awake." I stood up and went to where Chain was. I saw him talking on his phone. He turned to me after the call was finished.

"The ambulance is coming." Chain assured her.

"What are you planning?" Chain asked.

"Asylum... Tomorrow. As much as Im wanting to do this, I'm a lot more tired."

"Tsk." He shook his head.

"Go home, we'll take care of it, we'll call if we need you." He said.

"Later, I have to do something else." I stared at the floor.

"Inspector!" I called Inspector Arcilla who was talking to the other police officers. He excused himself.

"She's not dead ... It's still a case, Right?" I asked.

"Of course." Chain and Inspector Arcilla answered.

"She's not bruised or scarred, Except for the stitches ... It's not physical injury." I said.

"It's not murder either." Chain seconded.

"Robbery?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing is missing from the victim." Chain disagreed

"Rape?" I asked.

"Not that either." Inspector Arcilla put his hands on his pocket.

"Well, What the hell is it?" My eyebrows met

"Unlicensed surgery without consent." The inspector answered.

"What if its licensed?" Chain asked.

"Surgery without consent." Inspector Arcilla replied. I nodded.

"Alright, Call me if Im needed." With that I walked away.