grief · mystery · detective · determined · japanese · thriller · brotherly bond · autopsy · aogashima · intense
Rain hammers the windows of the dim autopsy room. A single fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting pale shadows across the steel table where Senzai lies. Isamu stands rigid, suit soaked, fingers tracing the cold metal edge. "I wonder if Senzai has been here before," he murmurs, then turns to you. "Can't back out now. I should really look for that man."