Novelas y relatos de Postmortem

“His spine was disfigured beyond correction. Several cranial fractures. He went into neurological shock during the night. We did everything we could, but he flatlined before the resuscitation team could even get here.” Mara looked down again, this time with something like pity in her eyes. “So much destruction. And in the end… he ended himself.” Rowan nodded grimly. “A tragic end. Not justice, but… maybe peace.” Dr. Rosie gently held up the folder. “These are his records. I’ll have the certified death folder and autopsy papers forwarded to your precinct before noon. But he’ll need to be moved to the pathology wing for postmortem imaging and confirmation.”

All the monster talk seemed terrible, and he wanted to get out of the woods this instant. “Lesions caused by animal attacks may be evaluated and misinterpreted as antemortem lesions such as ligature marks, firearm wounds, or stab wounds during the postmortem period. Which would make it more troublesome to determine if our suspect is a human or animal.” Melvin notified his teammates, and their faces became full of terror after his news.

Morgan muttered in disbelief. Alice, though initially shocked, was the first to recover. She looked at Marcel’s eyes; there was confusion and exhaustion, but no malice. “Morgan! He’s alive! That’s Marcel!” Alice exclaimed, forcing Morgan out of his stupor. Morgan jolted, his fear transforming into overwhelming joy. He quickly leapt to the edge of the grave. “Marcel! What happened?” Morgan shouted, reaching out his hand. Marcel, still gasping, managed to utter a sound. “Cold… I wasn't dead… I was just… sleeping.” Bima, recovering from his shock, swiftly called the emergency medical team he had prepared nearby as a precaution. They lifted Marcel out of the ice-cold grave and immediately took h

'The holes gone! "Wow. That's actually a nice trick!" Mortis struck a triumphant pose. "I can n-now heal any injury so long as the p-person is alive or moments after d-death even. Best I've gotten w-was five seconds after t-they died though." "Riggy... I think this is the first time you've truly impressed me." Elise admitted looking at the old man in awe. "W-Well I'm q-quite impress-.... Wait the first time!?"

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

I felt an intense surge of love and then pain as she stepped back and disappeared. Carl and Frank took her body back to the crematorium where she would be cremated. Her spirit would always be with us, here in the forest. I was utterly exhausted by this time and I excused myself and walked up to the house. Tomorrow it would start all over again, we would have this same ceremony for Peter McPherson and Rick Shepard and their families. I would look down and see the faces of Michelle, Joseph, Abel and Benjamin. Tonight had been hard enough on me. Tomorrow would be excruciating. There were too many dead faces haunting me.

The woman should have been strangled before being killed. Cayden on the side felt sorry for me as he watched. "The murderer is cruel and hates her." Winston's words were cold, but he acted calmly and professionally. Then it was my abdomen, which was covered with lots of stab wounds. "There are 13 stab wounds in the abdomen." It seemed that he also felt miserable. "According to my preliminary judgment, all the wounds were formed before death. "The abdomen slightly bulged and contained a formed embryo, roughly three months old."

"Do you wanna know what dying feels like? " Raïna didn't want to know but knew the little bird at her side needed to talk, to get something out of her chest. She nodded. " It hurts. " Raïna presumed so. " Only at first, tho. After, it burns as if you were in the middle of flames. Hell, flames. It hurts even more " Raïna didn't expect that. " And after, when you think it has calmed down, you see memories, but not in the way everyone thinks. You relive them. It's like replaying a theater in a minute, you are the main character and the storyline is your life. " Raïna was getting interested as Quivelerin continued talking. " But when you are reliving everything, the feelings, emotions, and ... e

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Cancel my meetings for the rest of the day, handle all important mails and forward any emergency that needs my attention to me". I said grabbing my car keys and heading to my private parking lot. " Nobody messes with a De Marco and goes free". I said to myself, reaching the parking lot. I got intoy car and zoomed off.