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Chapter Four

Revulsion

Greg puked. Plain and simple, he was completely unprepared for this crime scene. He thought that he'd seen some bad crime scenes but nothing compared to this bloody and horrific perversion. Grissom touched his shoulder. Greg spun around and the sudden motion made him vomit again. Grissom dodged the onslaught and patted Greg's back understandingly. Grissom looked green and disturbed, though at this scene Greg would have been more worried if Grissom didn't look ill or bothered. The body lay exposed; there was so much blood that if they covered him up it would distort the patterns painted in blood on the young man. Greg stared in a morbidly fascinated way; the man wasn't much younger than Greg. His hair was as crazy as Greg's and he even looked a bit like Greg. All of this, plus the horrible way in which the man had been murdered freaked Greg out terribly. Grissom's face screwed up with repressed disgust and horror. There was nothing for it, this was cold naked murder. Gil couldn't wrench his eyes from the corpse. The young man's entire body was covered in the same vicious slashes that the woman's had been. They were in a slightly different pattern this time and realization hit Grissom like a ton of bricks as his epiphany shouted "they're words stupid!" He still didn't know what the words were but he knew that if the string of murders continued; that he would become painfully aware of what they were. He told Greg to go home for the night and Grissom began the slow torturous task of searching for evidence he knew he wouldn't find.

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