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anything. Yet, she decided that it was best to go on and see if there was anything more that Officer Carven could give her – possibly a clue.
    “ Who was the victim to them?”
    “ A buddy...they knew him only as the Sandman .”
    “ When was he seen with the red head?”
    “ I don't know...they all weren't sure on the exact time...it could have been around nine or later than that.” when Genevieve didn't reply, he said, “The one thing they all could agree on, was that they all wanted to sleep with this red head...Yet, their buddy was the lucky one to do so.”
    Or unlucky one. If he was dead, soon after, then he really wasn't lucky.
    “So did they give a description of this woman?”
    “ Not exactly...” noting her frown, he said, “They said that there was something unreal about her.”
    “ Unreal?”
    “ Their words...”
    “ Is that it?”
    “ Except that they all saw her leaving their buddy's apartment...”
    “ I suppose you don't have an exact time for that either?”
    “ No...just that when they looked at this woman, again, there was something new about her that scared the crap out of them...”
    “ Like what?”
    “ I don't know...All they said, was that her face looked different...Anyway after she had left, they all five decided to head over to their buddy's apartment to see him...”
    “ And?” she perplexedly looked over to her five wannabees.
    “ They claim that they knocked..., but he just wouldn't come to the door.”
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Six
    Now
    “Ah...Gen..., we're here?”
    It was Kyle's persisted voice, that had her preoccupied thoughts yanked back to reality.
    She was sitting in her car, staring up at a building that looked more friendly during the day than it did at night. Nervously glancing over at her car clock, she noted that it was already half past one in the morning – she could wait.
    Yet, where was the fun in that?
    Besides her detective brain was already kicking in, and she had this unhealthy desire to find herself a corpse – her corpse to be more exact.
    A stiff didn't just disappear from the morgue.
    Possibly it got up and walked out?
    Where had that thought come from. No way and hell had that happened.
    Rationally speaking—dead was dead.
    As much as she tried to rationalize this, though, there was still this nagging feeling that this whole situation wasn't right.
    The body disappearing from the morgue, her sitting in her car across from an eery building that appeared to be straight out of a horror movie, and now she had this unhealthy stupidity to get out of her car and enter that eery building.
    Yea, you didn't get any more stupid than that.
    Possibly she had a death wish.
    Or an unhealthy desire to be scared shitless. Her gut told her, that if she was dumb enough to enter this building, she would definitely find either one – possibly both.
    Possibly she should consider committing herself to the nearest mental institution. There had to be something in a psychiatrist’s patient study, on being so overly stupid; that it was categorize as insanity. 
    Hesitantly glancing over at her partner, she could see that Kyle was looking at the door handle as if it was a poisonous viper – not wanting to touch it.
    Come back during the day.
    That's what her rational voice, kept telling her.
    Yet, instead of listening to it. She found herself unlocking the door and exiting her car.
    As she leaned against her door, still half way in the car, she was surprised by how chilly the night air was. They were going through a heatwave, where, during the daytime and nighttime, the temperature outside was practically the same.
    As she stood there, trying to get her nerves under control, she noted that the chill in the air wasn't the only thing off. There was this light fog, that had immersed itself around the structure. And it was, right at that moment, traveling over the ground toward them – as if welcoming them.
    If the fog wasn't bad enough, there were tons of little