The night starts off in the morgue, where Tru works.
Tru was sitting on a desk, in the office of the morgue. Her shift had just started, and she was already sick of it, although she wondered whom she'd be helping tonight. She suddenly looked up, as Davis entered the room, pulling a cart, with a body on top, covered by a sheet-like cloth.
"Ah," Tru started, "I see we've got a visitor."
Davis smiled at her humor. "Well, let's see what killed this innocent person." Davis yanked the cloth off, and Tru gasped. Tru stared at the body in horror. The body was not mutilated horribly, but she knew who this dead person was. It was her best friend, Lindsay.
Tru was able to utter something close to, "Oh my God!" while Davis stared at her reaction. "Something wrong?" he asked. A tear slid down Tru's cheek, while she managed to whisper, "Yes, it is my best friend, Lindsay." Davis looked down for a moment, then said, "I'm so sorry." Tru was beginning to shake uncontrollably. Trying not to sob, she asked, "What killed her? I don't see any marks on her body." Davis looked at his handy clipboard that had information on the murder. "Ah, I see. The clue is on her back."
Davis lifted the lifeless Lindsay up, into a sitting position. Tru sank into the nearest chair, unable to stand. In Lindsay's back, there were 7 stab marks. Davis knew there would be no way Tru could help with the examination, so he began to evaluate the body. First though, he handed Tru her jacket. "See if there are any possessions in the pockets." Tru nodded and began to search through the jacket. "So, what do you know about her murder?" Tru asked timidly, half not wanting to know the answer.
"Well," Davis started, " The murder happened at 6:18 P.M. It appears she was stabbed with a very long blade, perhaps around 6-8 inches long. And these wounds... they're so odd. The blade appears to have been rounded, like maybe a machete. Why would someone use a machete as a murder weapon?" Tru blankly said, "Why would anyone murder at all?" Davis looked at the traumatized girl and continued his examination. He began to feel around on Lindsay's head, and said, "Ah hah! Just as I suspected. There's a large bruise and cut on her head. The killer obviously knocked her unconsciousness, then stabbed her repeatedly."
Davis looked over at Tru, and asked, "Find anything?" Tru forgot she was supposed to be looking throughout her jacket. She rummaged through quickly, and found a small note, with the letters 'MM' written on it. Tru held it up to Davis. "What's this?" Davis looked at it, and shook his head. "I don't have any idea. Well, I suppose I'll take her back into the other room." Tru silently nodded, and buried her head in her arms, trying to absorb all the shock she had just gone through.
Davis returned soon after, and began to do some filing work. Tru was horribly upset, and just sat in a corner thinking, when all of a sudden she heard a noise. This had happened on many occasion, so, she headed straight to the back room, where dead bodies were kept in drawers. She heard an echo, that sounded somewhat like 'Help!' Tru walked straight over to where Linday's corspe lay, and pulled out the drawer. She stood staring at Lindsay for a moment, when all of sudden her eyes shot open and her corspe said "Help me!" And, like that, a rewind button turned on, and all the events that occured, were now in the future. The day had restarted.
Tru was sitting on a desk, in the office of the morgue. Her shift had just started, and she was already sick of it, although she wondered whom she'd be helping tonight. She suddenly looked up, as Davis entered the room, pulling a cart, with a body on top, covered by a sheet-like cloth.
"Ah," Tru started, "I see we've got a visitor."
Davis smiled at her humor. "Well, let's see what killed this innocent person." Davis yanked the cloth off, and Tru gasped. Tru stared at the body in horror. The body was not mutilated horribly, but she knew who this dead person was. It was her best friend, Lindsay.
Tru was able to utter something close to, "Oh my God!" while Davis stared at her reaction. "Something wrong?" he asked. A tear slid down Tru's cheek, while she managed to whisper, "Yes, it is my best friend, Lindsay." Davis looked down for a moment, then said, "I'm so sorry." Tru was beginning to shake uncontrollably. Trying not to sob, she asked, "What killed her? I don't see any marks on her body." Davis looked at his handy clipboard that had information on the murder. "Ah, I see. The clue is on her back."
Davis lifted the lifeless Lindsay up, into a sitting position. Tru sank into the nearest chair, unable to stand. In Lindsay's back, there were 7 stab marks. Davis knew there would be no way Tru could help with the examination, so he began to evaluate the body. First though, he handed Tru her jacket. "See if there are any possessions in the pockets." Tru nodded and began to search through the jacket. "So, what do you know about her murder?" Tru asked timidly, half not wanting to know the answer.
"Well," Davis started, " The murder happened at 6:18 P.M. It appears she was stabbed with a very long blade, perhaps around 6-8 inches long. And these wounds... they're so odd. The blade appears to have been rounded, like maybe a machete. Why would someone use a machete as a murder weapon?" Tru blankly said, "Why would anyone murder at all?" Davis looked at the traumatized girl and continued his examination. He began to feel around on Lindsay's head, and said, "Ah hah! Just as I suspected. There's a large bruise and cut on her head. The killer obviously knocked her unconsciousness, then stabbed her repeatedly."
Davis looked over at Tru, and asked, "Find anything?" Tru forgot she was supposed to be looking throughout her jacket. She rummaged through quickly, and found a small note, with the letters 'MM' written on it. Tru held it up to Davis. "What's this?" Davis looked at it, and shook his head. "I don't have any idea. Well, I suppose I'll take her back into the other room." Tru silently nodded, and buried her head in her arms, trying to absorb all the shock she had just gone through.
Davis returned soon after, and began to do some filing work. Tru was horribly upset, and just sat in a corner thinking, when all of a sudden she heard a noise. This had happened on many occasion, so, she headed straight to the back room, where dead bodies were kept in drawers. She heard an echo, that sounded somewhat like 'Help!' Tru walked straight over to where Linday's corspe lay, and pulled out the drawer. She stood staring at Lindsay for a moment, when all of sudden her eyes shot open and her corspe said "Help me!" And, like that, a rewind button turned on, and all the events that occured, were now in the future. The day had restarted.
