CSI: CRIME SCENE INVESTIGATION

A Twist of Fate

TEASER

FADE IN:

EXT. LAS VEGAS (STOCK) - NIGHT

To establish.

I/E. CSI VEHICLE - NIGHT

GREG pulls to a stop outside Thrifty Storage. BRASS is waiting at the door with a grin of ornery pleasure.

Nearby, a uniformed officer is speaking to a nerdy looking middle-aged man and his mom.

The CSI grabs his kit and gets out.

INT. THRIFTY STORAGE - NIGHT

GREG
What? Just tell me. What is it?

Brass isn't going to ruin his fun so soon.

BRASS
The storage manager and his mom
called it in.

Brass motions at the man and woman. Brass and Greg head inside. Down the hall a uniformed officer stands guard outside an open unit door.

BRASS (CONT'D)
The nerd back there was going to
rent out this unit tonight. He and
the would-be-renter came in, he
opened the door, and found the body.
He thought the smell was coming
from one of the other units, so
imagine his surprise.

The two stop and Greg stares. Inside the unit is a body sitting in a chair and covered with a shiny, black substance and feathers.

GREG
(to himself)
Do dishes. Vacuum. Remove Catherine
and Brass from my Christmas card list.

Greg sets his kit down and pulls a pair of gloves from his pants pocket. He looks at Brass -- who is smiling like a giddy child.

GREG
You're enjoying this far too much.

BRASS
I have to find amusement where I
can. You always seem to provide me
with an ample supply.

Greg is not amused. He walks into the unit, cautiously approaching the body. He reaches out and pokes the body.

The black substance sticks to his finger. He pulls it back and the black stuff clings to the latex. The further he pulls back, the longer the string gets. He shakes his hand and the string bounces with the movement.

GREG
UGH!

Frustrated he rips off his gloves and tosses them at the body. Greg backs into the hall with Brass and the officer, both now watching him with amused grins.

BRASS
So, Ace, how are you gonna tackle
this one?

Greg has no idea.

SMASH CUT:

OPENING CREDITS.

FADE OUT.

END OF TEASER