20171114

Day 1,164

Honestly when the dead came back we were horrified, until we found out they could talk... then we were terrified. There's just nothing quite as worrying as a body sitting upright in your morgue and asking why it's dark or where their children are.

They usually calm down a few minutes after our "you are dead-ish, you might have been murdered and we'd like to know who killed you (if applicable)" conversation and are generally pretty reasonable people - though the term is still being used loosely and there's still an ongoing global panic on whether or not the undead can be considered clientele, prosecuted or if they should be left in peace. etcetera etcetera...

On the bright side, once the brain decays enough they go right back to being legitimately deceased so the whole "undying population" situation won't be a problem for too long. Generally after death, the average person gets around a month of solid, cohesive function before the brain deteriorates and they just stutter to a halt.

Of all the bodies we get in, the water ones are always the worst. Their skin just slides right off them when they go to sit up and half the time they can't even talk properly because fish ate their lips and tongue. It doesn't help that hands and feet are often the first parts of the body to get broken away by tides, rocks or wildlife.

The thing about finding a corpse in any body of water is how impossible it becomes to identify a time or cause of death. There are too many variables underwater, too many "is it" or "could it be" questions to determine anything more than that they either drowned (the lungs act as a sponge - an easy tell) or were dumped in the water post-death (clear lungs, bloated and blue-tinged skin).

Give me a decent homicide on land any day.

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