Boner has the bones

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I start with the autopsy with Cathan and his sister. It involves a lot of cutting, slicing and collecting.

"So, let's say this boy was drugged." Cathan steps away from the body. "He could've taken maybe hallucinogenic drugs?"

"Hallucinogenic drugs cause both physical and psychological effects on humans, okay? And he is not exactly human, paying attention to the fact he can breathe underwater therefore his system works differently. The physical effects of these drugs include: dilated pupils, elevated body temperature, increased heart rate and blood pressure, appetite loss, sleeplessness, tremors, headaches, nausea, sweating, heart palpitations, blurring of vision, memory loss, trembling, and itching; we are lacking these at the moment unless we are to ask his roommates if they noticed anything strange about him. A user of hallucinogenic drugs will also experience a number of psychological alterations in the brain, thus leading us to talk to his teachers however his records in class are all clean-mentally, physically and psychologically. These drugs may cause hallucinations and illusions as well, as the amplification of sense, and the alterations of thinking and self-awareness. It is quite possible to have a bad reaction to hallucinogenic drugs, therefore it's either the drugs or a spell casted upon him." I turn to the two, "I will go talk to his roommates, I need a break anyways." I faintly smile as I walk away from the body, removing the dirty gloves off my hands and placing them on the sink. "Ciao" I walk out.

The corriodors of the building carry death, every step I take makes me feel like I am walking towards death itself.
It's like switching off the lights inside your house and running upstairs because you feel as though someone is going to come up behind you and slash your throat. I keep looking behind me as I try to pace up. I hear nothing but my footsteps and heavy breathing. I glance after every 5 seconds to make sure that I am not vibing with my inner paranormal activity bullshit thoughts.
I turn back after I hear wind blowing, I literally did a 360° turn and found nothing, I shrug and laugh at myself.

"Where are you headed to?" I turn to face Matt, I shriek. This motherfucker. Did he just ask where I am headed to? Where does he think I am heading to? DISNEY LAND? This is the only way to the boys dormitory. Before I can reply he continues, "Autopsy room." Is he sleepwalking? He pushes me to the side as he's traipsing to the autopsy room I guess. I tip toe towards him tugging his shirt, waiting for a response. "Did you kill him?" I stop. "Did you take his bones?" Kill him? What is he talking about? Kill who? What bones? I took a deep breath, which made him turn abruptly over to my side and I duck. "We have his flesh and bones." Then he picks up his speed.
I get up from the floor and I stagger towards the autopsy room.

"It's a pleasant evening don't you think Ms Spark." The voice hissed in my ears as his left hand asphyxiates my throat, pinning me on the wall, raising me higher everytime. I am literally chocking to hell, I am certainly not going to heaven because I stole Cathan's chocolate chip cookies and as you can see I do not have time to apologize.

"S-s-stop," I try to speak,

"I am getting those bones." Matt's tongue flicked my ear then he throws me away like I am some scrambled paper and I go blank.

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