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Full Summary: When over-achieving medical resident Liv Moore attends a party that turns into a zombie feeding frenzy, she ends up joining the ranks of the living dead. Determined to pass as human despite her pale appearance and newly listless demeanor, Liv forms a plan to resist her drive to consume fresh human brains by taking a job at a coroner's office, where she can secretly snack on the brains of corpses delivered there. Soon discovering that she absorbs the memories of those she feeds on, she finds new purpose by posing as a psychic and working with a detective to help solve their murders.
Liv walked into the morgue to find Ravi feeding zombie rat. Liv knew that Ravi was working hard to find the cure to Zombiism. She had to wonder if such a thing was possible. They needed to try though Liv really didn't want to play for Team Z forever, but if it came down to that she would make the most of it. Being a Zombie wasn't all bad if you could overlook the whole having to eat brains thing.
She walked over to the cage where the rat was kept. She remembered when Ravi first gave the rats the Utopium and Max Rager energy drink cocktail. Liv picked up zombie rat and petted him. Liv had to admit that she was kind of getting attached to her little friend even if he did end up eating all of the other rats.
"Liv are you going to play with zombie rat all day or are we actually going to get some work done?" Ravi asked. He pulled on a pair of latex gloves and headed over to the large metal slab. Ravi did have to admit that he was kind of fond of the little guy himself. He just didn't enjoy getting bit by him. He had to admit he was a little worried that he would turn into a Zombie, but it didn't seem like Zombiism could be transmitted interspecies.
"Yeah, sure thing Ravi." Liv said. She put the rat back in his cage and closed the lid. She stood next to Ravi and looked at the body that laid on the slab. "So what do we have here?" she asked. This wasn't the most glamorous of jobs, but it was better than doing nothing with the rest of her undead life.
"Her name is Sarah Whitman, age 25. It seems according to the police reports she was a victim of a mugging." Ravi explained. He handed Liv the scalpel so she could begin to make the Y incision. They fell into their routine of taking notes and recording their findings. Ravi didn't mind working with Liv she was smart, funny, and good company. The fact the she was a Zombie didn't even bother him.
Liv was jotting down some notes when Ravi came walking over to her with the bone saw. Letting her have her brain fix always waited until the autopsy was completed. There was nothing like a little cerebellum to hit the spot. In truth Liv found eating brains disgusting, but a necessary evil. She couldn't stand the texture or the nasty metallic taste.
The bone saw buzzed to life as Liv turned it on. She cut through the barrier that was keeping her from lunch. In a matter of minutes though she was looking at Sarah Whitman's brains. It wasn't something she was proud of, but she needed to survive. If she didn't consume brains on a regular basis she would turn into a mindless killing machine. That was one thing no one would want.
She mixed her brains in with some instant ramen and smothered it with lots and lots of hot sauce. One of the down falls to being a Zombie is that your sense of taste becomes practically nonexistent. The only way Liv could taste anything is if it's really spicy.
Liv picked up her chopsticks and dug into her lunch. She found it best to just not think about what it was that she was eating. She watched as Ravi nibbled on a sandwich that he had brought with him. Liv really missed food. What she wouldn't give for a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup. Liv ate her lunch.
"So Liv do you think it would be alright if I ran some more test on you?" Ravi asked. He put his sandwich down on it's wrapper. He would never forget when he first found Liv noshing on brains. Most people would be repulsed, but Ravi saw the scientific possibility of being able to study her. He found Liv completely fascinating.
"Not today Ravi." Liv replied. She really didn't feel like being poked and prodded at. She was all for Ravi's quest to find a cure, but she wasn't a guinea pig. "Besides haven't I already given you enough blood samples?" Liv inquired.
"Well I can only draw just so much blood out of you that I can't run as many tests as I would like with the samples." Ravi explained. He ran a hand through his black hair and sighed. He hated having to ask Liv to do things like give blood samples, but he was never able to draw enough blood from her. He understood that despite being a member of the undead she still had feeling to take into consideration.
"Look I need to skip to the loo. Can we have this conversation later?" Liv announced. She pushed her bowl away and stood up. Ravi rushed over with a specimen cup and a big grin on his face. Liv snatched the cup from him and rolled her eyes. "Fine, you can have my pee, but that's all you're getting out of me today." Liv conceded.
"Much appreciated." Ravi smiled. Liv was such a good sport about all of this. Ravi was surprised by how well she was dealing with her situation. Despite his fairly optimistic outlook on things he honestly could say that he wouldn't deal with it nearly as well if it had been him.
The door burst opened and Ravi was brought out of his musings by one Detective Clive Babineaux. He was most likely looking for Liv. "So to what do we owe the pleasure?" Ravi asked. He already knew the answer.
"Have you guys got anything for me yet on the victim?" Clive wondered. The detective never really liked having to come to the morgue, but it was a part of the job. The smell always turned his stomach.
Liv came out from the bathroom. She smiled at Clive and walked over to the table picking up the report. She handed it to Clive who took it thankfully. "Everything should be all there." she told the detective.
"So Miss Moore have you gotten any of your special feelings yet?" Clive inquired. He wasn't sure if he really believed in psychics, but Liv's hunches were usually right on the money. He knew could could trust her.
"No, not yet Clive, but I'll let you know if anything comes to me." Liv promised. She honestly wondered how long she could keep up this fake psychic act. Clive was smart and Liv knew it would only be a matter of time before he found out the truth. A part of didn't want to think about what might happen when that day comes.
Clive left and Liv and Ravi went about getting everything cleaned up before the end of the day. Liv was scrubbing furiously at the slab. No matter what she did it didn't seem clean enough. Ravi gave her a curious look.
Sarah Whitman must have had OCD. Liv was going to be in for some fun. This another part about eating brains that she didn't really enjoy, but she was able to help people so she endured it. Ravi came over and made her stopped.
"That's enough Liv it's clean. Now lets get out of here for the day." Ravi said. Ravi found it interesting that when Liv ate brains that she gained the memories and some of the traits of the person that it had belonged to. The two grabbed their things and locked up for the night. With Liv on OCD brains things should be interesting.