章 222: The fog

Under the bright light, the eyes of the corpse were slightly open. It was very red, with a heavy redness in the whites like the blood vessels were inflamed. The eyes reminded Arlen of a movie he had watched when he was much younger with dead people, walking and growling for human flesh. 

But even in the eerie forensic room with the red eyes, it was not the strangest thing that Arlen had ever seen. 

 In the middle of the victim's stomach was a red rose.

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It was a long-stemmed, velvety rose that looked just too perfect to be natural. It had over 30 petals and its color was a deep, rich red with subtle hints of crimson , almost black a the edges.

"The rose was planted premortem."