Where's Sid?
[locked to everyone]The drawer slid shut with a click that sounded almost like a sigh. Sid seconded that as he shut the door on the last autopsy for the day. He checked his watch, just after midnight. He had to get his tables cleaned off first before taking off for the night. He was going to be the last one going out, he waved to one of the interns as they shouldered their bag and said goodnight.
Lillian would already be asleep by now but she'd most likely wake when he came in, like she did every night. She said she always liked waiting up for him, despite his protests, she liked to hear about his day before they went to bed. He smiled to himself, thinking of her as he picked up the high grade disinfectant spray bottle and pulled on some gloves. That last body had been a little messy, it had been dug up after being dead for at least three days time. As Mac had said, nothing like the smell of decomp in the morning.
He pulled on a fresh pair of gloves as he spritzed the table a couple of times. As he went to wipe it down with a rag, he thought he heard something. It sounded like the morgue door opening. Sid looked over but it was closing and there was no one there. "Hello?" he said. "Anyone there?" Nobody answered.
Sid shook his head and continued rubbing down the table. "You're getting soft, Mr. Coroner. They'll be calling you Scared Sid in no time at this rate..." The floor squeaked behind him as someone stepped on it. Sid made a move to turn around but he was too slow. A pair of rough hands grabbed him from behind, one arm around his neck. Sid dropped the cleaning equipment to the floor, grabbing at the arm to try and loosen it as he struggled with his attacker. He tried to reach for a tray of instruments to find something to defend himself with...but he was too far away. A sweet smelling cloth was clamped over his nose and mouth...there was another figure coming towards them that said "Hurry up, they'll be coming in a minute..."
That's the last Sid remembered as he slumped to the floor. One of the men picked him up in a fireman's hold and plunked him down on one of the stretchers. Their clothes said they were part of the coroner's team for picking up bodies at a crime scene. These two were taking a body out though. Sid was covered with a sheet and wheeled out of the morgue. A little while later, the coroner's van left the CSI building with the only real coroner out cold in the back.[/locked]
The morgue is empty. The tables aren't cleaned, cleanser and rag on the floor. Couple of gloved handprints in the dirt left on the table where Sid was struggling. A few hairs left on the floor, one red where Sid's assailant was standing, one black over by the morgue door. Around 3am, Lillian calls Mac to ask where Sid is keeping himself so late as he's never been late before. Sid's pager was left in the morgue and he's not answering his cellphone. The coroner van is missing along with a couple of kits and jumpsuits.
OOC: I've had this idea for awhile now, it just had to be written. :)
EDIT: I'm going off to work now, I'll tag any comments when I return. I wrote out most of the story so anyone who comments will know where evidence might be.
Lillian would already be asleep by now but she'd most likely wake when he came in, like she did every night. She said she always liked waiting up for him, despite his protests, she liked to hear about his day before they went to bed. He smiled to himself, thinking of her as he picked up the high grade disinfectant spray bottle and pulled on some gloves. That last body had been a little messy, it had been dug up after being dead for at least three days time. As Mac had said, nothing like the smell of decomp in the morning.
He pulled on a fresh pair of gloves as he spritzed the table a couple of times. As he went to wipe it down with a rag, he thought he heard something. It sounded like the morgue door opening. Sid looked over but it was closing and there was no one there. "Hello?" he said. "Anyone there?" Nobody answered.
Sid shook his head and continued rubbing down the table. "You're getting soft, Mr. Coroner. They'll be calling you Scared Sid in no time at this rate..." The floor squeaked behind him as someone stepped on it. Sid made a move to turn around but he was too slow. A pair of rough hands grabbed him from behind, one arm around his neck. Sid dropped the cleaning equipment to the floor, grabbing at the arm to try and loosen it as he struggled with his attacker. He tried to reach for a tray of instruments to find something to defend himself with...but he was too far away. A sweet smelling cloth was clamped over his nose and mouth...there was another figure coming towards them that said "Hurry up, they'll be coming in a minute..."
That's the last Sid remembered as he slumped to the floor. One of the men picked him up in a fireman's hold and plunked him down on one of the stretchers. Their clothes said they were part of the coroner's team for picking up bodies at a crime scene. These two were taking a body out though. Sid was covered with a sheet and wheeled out of the morgue. A little while later, the coroner's van left the CSI building with the only real coroner out cold in the back.[/locked]
The morgue is empty. The tables aren't cleaned, cleanser and rag on the floor. Couple of gloved handprints in the dirt left on the table where Sid was struggling. A few hairs left on the floor, one red where Sid's assailant was standing, one black over by the morgue door. Around 3am, Lillian calls Mac to ask where Sid is keeping himself so late as he's never been late before. Sid's pager was left in the morgue and he's not answering his cellphone. The coroner van is missing along with a couple of kits and jumpsuits.
OOC: I've had this idea for awhile now, it just had to be written. :)
EDIT: I'm going off to work now, I'll tag any comments when I return. I wrote out most of the story so anyone who comments will know where evidence might be.