Perceive

A murder on 900 35th avenue.

My increasing sense of paranoia told me only one thing, to turn back, go home and call it a sick day. But I had another sense, the idiot moron who happens to love her job. Now the practical one who told me to go home was who I very lovingly called my bitch. The one who was a moron well she is a moron so that's what I call her. So you'd know what I'm talking about further, I'm going to give these names to both sides of me.
Where was I, yeah, my bitch kept telling me to go home while the moron wanted to go to work. Clearly Miss Moron won because I ended up driving down to 900 and 35th avenue and right to Dr.Shu's practice.
I was used to walking in early to find a couple of people sitting and waiting for the good ol' sleepy doc. But today, there was no one anywhere. I kept wondering if today was indeed a holiday and I had missed what he had told me. And then I remembered it's a Monday, and that there was no reason in God's heaven that today would be a holiday. I went in anyway and put on the lights and what I saw in front of me was more than enough to make me want to kill myself and everybody I met that day.
Dr.Shu was getting it on with the lab tech. Ugh!!!!.
Why God why wasn't I really sick??...Was that the reason for all my paranoia? I didn't really think so.
It's not like my sense of doom had magically evaporated, maybe a bit dumbed down because of all the yuck that I'd just witnessed. It was just as well I'd walked in on the hot and heavy, I was completely planning on using it to get a pay raise or my phone would ' accidentally' leak pictures of the good doctor to his very dangerously Japanese wife.
Knowing what I was going to do, I realised only one thing, Satan was probably decorating my room in hell as we speak. I hoped he'd give me my purple drapes, any other colour just puts me off.
Coming back to the practice, I was just about to walk in and yell andre andre yepppaaa, when my phone happened to witness another little detail, the lab tech wasn't really having the time of her life, she was struggling to breathe and the not so very good doctor was having a weird I'm going to choke you till you cum moment.
And as soon as I stopped finding it funny which was almost immediately I listened to miss moron again and I went in to save the lady. Turns out I didn't have to, with one burst of anger, she grabbed his neck and began to choke him. As things kept getting violent I did my level best to get everyone out and not hurt but that really wasn't meant to be. I got pushed on to the side and completely knocked out. Not my proudest moment what with being trained in mixed martial arts for over a decade, but hey, I am human too.
When I finally did wake up, there were cops everywhere and I was strapped to a gurney. My phone was missing and so were my glasses. As a person who's almost blind without her glasses,them going missing is like the worst nightmare possible.
On finding the glasses one kindly officer handed them over to me and told me to wait up while the officer in charge came along to ask me questions. I asked him for a name and he told me that it was Detective Cox who would come to see me soon. Cox...a familiar name, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
One hour, a very close check up by a very handsome emt and a bandage to my head later, the officer next to me, helped me up and led me towards the Detective which made me wonder exactly what had happened in there after I had passed out.
As I walked into a now ruined practice to hunt my phone down, I saw two dead people, Dr.Shu and the Miss Unnamed lab tech , and at around the same time I backed up into a chest. A very muscular one I might add..like the one I'd like to constantly perve over.
I turned around to give him my standard smile and wink and of course let's end this conversation in the back room look, but upon looking at his face, I almost lost my balance.