They expected a gruesome sight, but that didn’t prevent their stomachs from churning like they all rode the worst roller-coaster of their lives, the minute Agent Derek Morgan kicked down the suspect’s door.
The smell bombarded their senses, reeking of ripe feces and rotting flesh. Agent Kate Callahan, who was also in the early stages of her pregnancy, bolted to a nearby bush as everything she ate since seemingly the beginning of time, came pouring out.
The crime scene on the suspect’s living room floor was no better. Amputated limbs were strewn around like grotesque Lego blocks, the wooden floor was a sticky mass of blood, and the agents detected what looked like a wayward eyeball and squishy piles of intestines dispersed throughout.
“Head count: missing. Apparently,” Agent David Rossi quipped to the groans of the rest of the team.
“Actually…head count: 1.” Agent Spencer Reid pointed to a skull propped gingerly on a shelf above the desecration. Unlike the rest of the body, the skull had been cleaned of the flesh and painted with intricate artwork.
“We didn’t profile this level of sadism. This changes everything. Guys, let’s get to work.”
© Jade M. Wong 2016
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Word Count: 193.
Saw the photo and I immediately envisioned this scene. Question for all my Criminal Minds fans: Who do you think is the speaker of the last line?