Blank Autopsy Report Novels & Stories

The doctors had no choice. After all, Kenneth was the leader of the pack here. They had to push my corpse into the emergency room. They carefully cleared away the ice before wiping away the bloodstains. Unfortunately, I had been frozen for too long. My corpse remained curled up on the hospital bed. A doctor handed Kenneth a copy of the autopsy report. His hands trembled as he held it. Agnes soon arrived at the hospital and wrapped her arms around Kenneth to comfort him.

“It was three days after the third one and one day before the fifth.” “Fuck,” I swear. “Sorry, I’m tired.” “No worries. That’s the exact expletive I used when I saw your info.” I thrum my fingers on the desk. “Can you send me the autopsy reports?” “Give me an email and I’ll have them to you within the hour.”

Beta Hogan stood at a corner as Blair's body was lowered into the ground. The coffin made scraping sounds as it touched the sand. Alpha Murphy, the pack elders and a few other people stood watching, they were all donned in black attires and they had their black umbrellas up as it was slightly drizzling. Blair had no family members; there was no one to claim her body except Beta Hogan who was her boyfriend. Alpha Murphy turned to stare at Beta Hogan who had been staring into space. He had been in that condition for three days. With the injuries on her body, it was obvious she was strangled and stabbed.

It came as no surprise to her that Clyde’s case was stamped with the biblical mark of the beast, but Leila thought it in bad taste to think such a thing about a dead man. Upon closer inspection, Leila realized it was the actual case file of the deceased tacked to the front of the drawer. She opened it eagerly and pulled out her phone to take pictures of the autopsy report that appeared to still be a work in progress. It listed Clyde Morten’s manner of death as homicide and cause of death was listed as exsanguination related to multiple throat cut injuries. Leila scanned the report and came to the portion where it noted his injuries on the small anatomically correct drawling of a man. It no

“As for why I had access to the corpses… It’s because Miss Lockhart had told Mr. Newman to call for medical assistance right before she fainted. Because of that, the two were in an ambulance within ten minutes of the escape. Regardless, they wouldn’t have died had they not been given Dixyth during their surgeries! As Dr. Rudner mentioned earlier, Dixyth is deadly and rather similar to Dichlorvos.” “The difference is, it barely leaves any traces behind as it corrodes its victim’s internal organs and blood vessels. Had I not conducted the special autopsy, none of this would’ve come to light! For further proof, here’s the autopsy report,” concluded the forensic investigator as he placed the rep

At the case briefing, after listening to my mom's autopsy report, the officers all had somber expressions. My death was gruesome, making facial identification impossible. The abandoned building where my body was dumped was not the original crime scene, significantly increasing the difficulty of solving the case. Dad instructed the officers to search the area around where the body was found for any suspicious activity. "Have the forensic pathologist perform another autopsy to see if there’s anything new, and send the DNA samples to the forensic lab as soon as possible."

The police officer raised his hand and shouted, “Oh right, Bowman, I’ve sent you a copy of the autopsy report. Take a look at it if you’re free.” “Let’s go.” Hart left with the police officer in a straightforward manner. The office immediately became lively. Judy’s legs kicked off, and her chair slid down the corridor of the office. She held up her cell phone and laughed, “Guess what big case it is?” Ross glanced at Judy and teased, “If you go to Canada, there might be people who don’t know.” Everyone laughed. “I’ve seen the autopsy report,” Bowman said as he opened the newly received documents on the computer.

The File Back in the study— Bryan laid out multiple reports. “Forensics. Original ones.” Dominic’s gaze sharpened. “…And?” Bryan tapped the page. “Toxicology.” Silence. “It doesn’t match the reconstruction.” My heart skipped. “What do you mean?” Bryan looked at me. “The official version says blunt force trauma.” A pause. “But the original report…” He flipped the page. “…shows traces of poison.” Silence. The room froze.

Caitlin watched him, deeply grateful for his unwavering support and trust. She then walked over to Blake and spoke, "Blake, I’d like to request an autopsy on Xavian’s body. I want to confirm the exact cause of death." Blake, still in grief, looked up at her. "You want to do an autopsy? But the doctor said it was natural causes." "I just need to be sure," Caitlin replied, her voice firm. Blake sighed, nodding. "Alright. You can go ahead." Sebastian, having made the call, confirmed the plan. He arranged for Xavian’s body to be transported for the autopsy, and the report would be ready the next day.