A power failure in the Law University's students' dormitory appears to be the perfect set for a shiver-worthy crime - pieces of a corpse arranged like gifts in front of the dorms' doors. Soon to become a national interest topic presented as an act o...
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"Do you like cars?" an underdeveloped voice pierced the silence in the lobby. Lisa, one knee over the other, slightly turned her eyes right to discreetly find the source of it.
Swinging her feet back and forth, an almost toddler searched to catch Lisa's eyes. Her delicate face was almost entirely occupied by her enormous eyes that had a spark in them, close to how marble floors act at light. Perhaps the child's light was the thought of cars. Lisa fully turned to her when she suspected she might be the interlocutor, and learned that the girl's marble eyes were actually lit by her car keys, which she seemed to have noticed as she searched to escape the boredom in the waiting room.
"I do!" Lisa's face adopted an approachable state, her eyes sparkling on their own. Kids were the light in Lisa's eyes. And common interests were a great ground for a conversation. "Do you?"
"Is that a Mercedes key?"
"Oh?" the brunette was taken back by the kid's knowledge. She struggled with talking properly but not with recognizing car brands? "Yes! How'd you know? Do your parents have one?"
"No, I just know." her lips pressed against each other.
"Oh. Cool!" Lisa nodded understandingly, "But what are you doing here?"
"I'm waiting for my mommy."
"Oh, that's good! Does your mommy work here?"
"Yep."
"Miss Manoban?" Another tone with a slightly higher commanding manner of requesting entered the scene from under a half-opened door.
"Coming!" she announced, but her intention to turn back to say goodbye to her younger company was interrupted by a phone buzz. Chae-Young. Gifting her precious few seconds, the brunette managed to deliver a waving of her hand paired with a sweet grin. "Looks like I have to go! Take care, little one!"
The door her walk aimed for was a metallic one - huge and demanding. Her fingers went to grab it, but anxious sweat declined her act. In a hurry, she accepted the call request from Chae-Young and proceeded to murmur an incoherent answer. It would not satisfy her friend - Lisa was aware - but it would erase part of her worries.
"I'm at the Institute of Forensic Medicine, I'll be there before the courses start, don't worry." Lisa's statement was followed by the generic beeping announcing the end of the call. Her silence melted into the static air of the mortuary, the only thing disobeying the silent contemplation was the vibration of the refrigerators against the tiles of the floor.
"I must see your badge before opening the refrigerator." a tall blonde with her skin pulled by age requested, fighting the blue gloves that refused to mold onto her hands. "Procedure." she later added, her eyes aiming for the CCTVs pointing at them from the corners of the room.
