Ever since you were young you had an interest in forensics. You used to read about many of the murders that had shaken the world and watched many shows about how criminals had been brought to justice. You even had done projects on the subject for school passion projects.It was a life long passion that you persuaded, even thou your mother was hesitant on the idea due to the exultation of organised crime in Italy.
Eventually you had gotten the job you had been working so hard to get. You had finally become a forensic detective and it wasn't long until you had climbed through the ranks.
Now you were sitting at your desk in your bedroom. Looking through CCTV footage, scribbling down notes with one hand while eating take out butter chicken with the other.
Recently some rather strange death's had occurred. A man and his wife killed by a car that had bursted from inside of him, a man frozen under a lake in mid summer, a woman with several lacerations to her organs with no outer wounds, bodies of younger people found as old frail corpses and so on...
All of your coworkers had given up on the cases due to there not being and significant evidence to lead to any murderer, but you were determined to get to the bottom of whatever was going on.
As of now you had found a few suspects, it seemed that they had always been around the area during the murders.
Your phone began to ring. You quickly paused the video and put down your pen before answering.
"Hello,(Y/n) (L/n) speaking"
"Hello (Y/n), I was just calling to see how your going" a familiar soothing voice said. The voice of your mother.
"Oh hi Mom! How are you!" You said as you put another piece of chicken in your mouth.
"Good, how about you"
"Tired. Been looking over CCTV footage for hours now" you said as you started reading over your notes.
"(Y/n)... I worry for your safety, what if you get caught up with the Mafia"
"I'm fine trust me, I've got it all under control" you said as you looked up to the board you had just above your desk. Several pieces of string were placed around the board to link up several profiles.
"Just make sure to keep yourself safe" she said.
"I will" you replied.
"Well, good night (y/n)"
"Night Mom" you said before hanging up, placing down your phone and getting back to work.
As you continued your work you couldn't help but feel as if you were being watched. Sometimes you felt someone breathing on your neck or playing with the strands of your hair but every time you turned around there was no one there.
'maybe it's just the fatigue' you thought.
"your so close, the last piece is right next to you" a voice whispered causing you to frantically look around, you found nothing.
'I need some sleep' you thought as you hopped into your bed.
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The next two weeks those same sensations kept happening and dreams of a pair of red irises watching you looped in your mind. Eventually sleep had become something you didn't get, making coffee your best friend.
Your phone rang
"Hello, (y/n) (l/n) speaking" you spoke robotically as you answered.
"We've got another case you might want to add to that large stack of yours" your work colleague, Monica said.
"Meet me at the station, I'm about to do a toxicology test" she said before hanging up.
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You had been feeling a bit feverish all day but after seeing what you had just saw you couldn't help but make a rush to the bathroom and throw your guts up.
"(Y/n)... What's going on? Your usually good with this stuff" Monica said. You spat out the remaining vomit from you mouth before grabbing a handful of toilet paper to wipe your mouth.
"I haven't been feeling well lately" you said before walking to the basin to quickly wash up. You left the bathroom and grabbed a cup of water before heading back into the autopsy room.
"How the fuck did he get a pair of scissors inside his neck without any openings!" You exclaimed.
"That's what you've got to figure out" Monica said to you.
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"No! You can't be serious!" You yelled at you boss.
"Listen to me please I am just one piece away from cracking this case, you can't just tell me to surrender all my evidence and pretend that this all never happened!" You please.
"(Y/n) this case has gotten to your head. I can't have one of my best detectives drop dead because they can't manage themselves" he responded.
"Please there must be another way?" You asked. He looked through his notebook before replying.
"I'll need you to get a psychological report, if they give you any requirements to continue working you must follow them" he said.
"Yes I will" you said
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"So (y/n) tell me what's been troubling you lately" the psychologist said as he held his note book and pen ready to jot down some notes.
"Well you know about my work so I'll skip that" you said.
"But lately I've been this strange feeling" you said as you stared at the roof.
"Like what?" He asked.
"Like I'm being watch... Whenever I'm doing my work I get these occasional feelings. Like a breath on my neck or something playing with my hair some times I hear voices that aren't there" you explained and he jotted what you said down.
"And I've also been having this strange recurring dream..."
"About what?"
"I'm being stared at by someone in the inky abyss"
"Do you know who it is?"
"No all I can see are a pair of red irises. Eyes without a face, nothing else"
"Any psychological tests you've had before" he asked.
"Last one I had was a mandatory psychological profile to see if I was fit for the job" you responded.
"And it came back relatively clean, enough to get me the job" you continued.
After that he gave you a few tests before grabbing his laptop and typing up his diagnosis and printing it.
"Miss (Y/n) I'm going to give you a prescription for apo-seratine which you need to take one tablet with breakfast, I also have advised your boss that you must take two days off a week" he explained to you.
"Hopefully that will help you out, if you need to enquire about anything else please call me to arrange another appointment" he continued.
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"Hi Mom" you said over the phone.
"Hi sweetie, how are you?"
"Good, I was just wondering if we could meet up? I don't have work today so I just thought that we could spend the day out!" You asked
"Yes of course, dear!" She replied.
"We could have lunch at that restaurant that I use to take you to when you were little"
"Sounds like a great idea" you replied
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The day had been a blast, you a d your mother had gone on a big shopping spree and eaten some delicious food but great times never lasted forever and the train ride back would be long.
"Bye Mom" you said as she hopped in her car.
"Bye (Y/n), have a safe ride" she said as she started the car and drove off.
You began to walk to the train station but stopped as you heard a scream, you quickly ran towards the ally that it came from, you halted as you saw the scene in front of you. A man being torn up as another male watched. You quickly grabbed out you camera an began to film the gory sight in front of you. The man turned and you hid behind the wall.
Was this the missing piece that you were looking for. Was he the man behind some of the murders.
You saved the video before running out the ally and into the main streets. Your heart began beating rapidly and you breathing became heavy.
"Excuse me miss, are you lost?" A male voice said. You turned to see who it was, it was him, looking at you with his red irises with the rest of his eyes were black.
You quickly formulated a plan.
"Yes I am sir! Could you please help me get to my hotel, it's supposed to be a few blocks down but I've seemed to have lost my way" you explained while attempting a french accent.
"Sure I can help you" he said in a monotone voice.
You quickly pulled out a town map that you had fetched earlier.
"It should be around here, I'm just horrible at following maps" you nervously giggled as you pointed to the street. He gave a small grin.
"I'll take you there" he offered.
"Yes please sir" you said as you grabbed out your phone and quickly texted work, telling them to send the police.
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It seemed as if everything was going as planned, the hotel was only a few metres. You just had to bare your nerves for just a little longer. He then grabbed you and pulled you into the back alley. You tried to scream but you mouth had been stapled shut.
You flailed in his grip.
"You were so close, weren't you?" He said as he grabbed your camera from your bag, crushing it.
"You had every piece..." He continued as he did the same to your phone before resting his head in the crock of your neck.
"But I just can't let you unearth our secret... But I've grown far to attached to you to kill you..."
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This chapter was a victim to same glitch or whatever as my joker and Robin chapters 🤬
Also I got this idea from a song called 'In the air tonight' by Phil Collins
Also I've left a music reference in this chapter... Have fun finding it!
P.s Metallica is one of my favourite stands and also bands