Skydiving Method 2
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A body had been found in the back room of an old music shop that had been shut down for years. And the body had been there for just as long.
As Brennan claimed that the smell did not affect her, she nevertheless followed Booth when he left for a lunch break.
"I really just needed some fresh air." He said, jamming his hands in his pockets and looking across the street.
"Technically, all air particles have been around for the same amount of time, and are all as old as the universe-"
"Is that what I think it is?" Booth began walking towards the street, intently focused on a building across.
"If you think it's a building, you're probably correct." She said, then added with worry, "And if you think the red hand means it's safe to cross you are mistaken-"
He stopped just in front of the street. He would've kept going if she hadn't said something, but he won't admit that.
"Is that what I think it is?" Hodgins asked, walking up behind them.
"It depends on what you t-" Brennan began.
"Yes." Booth said. "It is."
They waited for a gap in traffic and ran across to a building. Brennan didn't recognize the name of it but Booth pulled her inside anyway. Someone greeted them at the door with a cheery smile and a sign-your-life-away waiver.
"Hello there! Are you here for the skydiving simulation tube?"
"FUCK YES" Hodgins and Booth said at the same time.
A grandma in a skydiving suit gave them a dirty look.
"I- I mean heck yes." Hodgins stuttered.
"Great! Sign these and step over here so we can get you fitted with some suits."
Ten minutes later, the three of them were in different colored skydiving suits.
"Wait a minute…" Hodgins said. "Is that… Hannah Burley?"
They looked over to a corner where Hannah was hunched on a picnic bench, mumbling something about "the frog men"
"Does she work here?" Booth asked.
"No…" The lady said. "We called Animal Control a few days ago but they won't take her…"
"If I get her to leave, can our skydiving be free today?"
"That and a chocolate cake if you can get rid of her."
"Hey Hannah, wanna join?"
She looked up, paused, then scrambled over.
She was fitted with a suit and soon all four of them were about to get in the tube. Booth stepped to the side to whisper something in the operator's ear. They all got in and the fan began blowing.
Once they were up in the air for a few minutes, Booth motioned to the operator. The grate covering the massive fan blades slowly retracted – a maintenance feature.
"Grab the ceiling!" Booth said to Brennan and Hodgins. They all grabbed small handles on the ceiling and the fan began slowing down, just enough for Hannah to lose altitude – fast.
The fan blades were still rotating relatively fast when Hannah hit them.
Enough to splatter the sides of the plastic tube 30 feet up. The fan sped up again, spraying even more red mist and body chunks as the other three were slowly let down by the air.
The operator guy was very pleased that their plan worked.
The lady however, a little pale, to say the least.
"I need to call the cops." She said.
"We are the cops."
"We're FBI and Forensic Specialists…" Brennan whispered to Hodgins.
"Close enough." He whispered back.
"I… I don't even know what to say." The woman said.
"Try, "I'll go get you a chocolate cake"" Booth suggested.
"I'm not cleaning that up." Muriel said.
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Ignore my references. That's actually one of the easier ones. Would you believe this was heavily inspired by a Scooby Doo episode?
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