Blank Autopsy Report Novels & Stories

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.

When my mother and Yvonne came rushing to the station, I was already lying in the coffin. My mother pleaded and pleaded with her colleague. In the end, they relented and opened the lid. When she saw my rotting corpse, her eyes went red. Then, she said tremulously, "Where's the report? Give me the report!" "My condolences, Melanie." The forensic doctor handed a report to my mother. She took it and went through the report. It showed who the victim's next of kin was.

"That's not an answer." "No." Evelyn nodded slowly. "It isn't." She reached into the photograph album. From between two pages, she carefully removed a folded medical report. The paper looked ancient. Fragile. Handled countless times. "This is." She placed it on the table. Nobody touched it immediately. The document seemed strangely ordinary considering the weight Evelyn attached to it. Damian eventually unfolded the first page. Hospital records. Laboratory results. Medical observations. Most of it looked incomprehensible. Then he reached the final section.

"I investigated further to only know that the doctor's sign on these papers were fraudulent. This doctor died 10 years back....." Ethan looks at the man with narrowed eyes. "Speak clearly. What is the meaning of this?" The man sighs before continuing. "What we were shown is a lie Mr Lockwood. Here...these are the true medical reports." The person offers the papers to Ethan ,and his eyes run over the words hungrily. Patient name: Vivian Klein A laparatomy was conducted at 3:09pm to examine the health of the internal organs,and to measure any injury caused after the incident.

When Zhedya’s breathing evened out again, Ian typed a quick message with trembling fingers. I want to look into the Nicholas Chan autopsy report. The inconsistencies. He hit send, the glow of the screen illuminating his determined, fearful face in the dark. The line was crossed. There was no going back now.

My sister and I stood against the wall of the interrogation room. Bella kept her head lowered. She watched Mom unravel before our eyes, yet she didn’t step forward. We simply held hands. Dad was led into the mediation room next door. A police officer entered and handed him a document. “The autopsy reports are out. Raiden Stone has indeed died from an intracranial bleeding. Annabella Stone died from excessive blood loss.” Dad’s hands tightened around the papers, causing the pages to crumple beneath his grip.

His hair looked a bit messy from running his hands through it too many times. Her files were open in front of him. He scrolled through pictures, scanned documents, read paragraphs twice. Every now and then, he stopped and leaned back, eyes narrowed. The death certificate looked normal at first glance. Then he noticed the bottom corner had a faint mark. Almost like it had been stamped twice. Two circles overlapping a little. “That is odd,” he muttered. He checked the police report next. It was short. Much shorter than it should have been for a sudden death. The part where the officer was supposed to write his full statement was blank.

"I understand your concerns, Aries. An autopsy can provide us with more information about your mother's passing. Regarding the fingertips, we can examine them for any DNA evidence or fingerprints that might be relevant to the investigation." I leaned forward, my voice shaking with determination. "I want to see the person's fingertips. I want to know who killed my mom. Can you make sure that's part of the autopsy?" Dr. Ryan nodded sympathetically. "I'll make sure to include that in the autopsy request. However, Aries, I need to prepare you for the possibility that the autopsy might not reveal anything conclusive. Sometimes, even with an autopsy, the cause of death can be unclear, and we might

answered calmly and steadily, “Of course. We’ll keep this a secret. The call ended. I sat down on my couch and wondered how Laura and Adam would tear each other apart. I understood Laura far too well. She was stupid and bad, so she would never figure out that I set this entire thing up, much less believe in what Adam had to say. What a pity that I could not watch the two of them rip into each other in rage. I took out the gramophone she gave to me from the closet, and my mind went on a trip down memory lane. I was finally able to avoid the fate of my entire family dying this round, and those two wastes of space were going to get what they deserved! All I needed to do next was wait for their

“I’ve sent you the files. Check your email.” The documents landed in my inbox moments later. I opened them immediately, scanning each page with growing anxiety. The autopsy report was sparse—suspiciously so. The descriptions of the body’s condition were vague, citing decomposition as the reason for limited details. But one glaring omission caught my attention: no dental records or DNA confirmation had been used to verify the body’s identity. It was a standard procedure in cases like this, and its absence was glaring. A chill ran through me as the implications sank in.