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Pulp Fedcom
by Andrew Borelli |
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One Week Earlier
Solaris City, International Sector
Solaris VII
“Unit six, unit six, say again.”
“Uh, Code 3, at site of 187. Multiple victims, we are 11-41.”
“Roger that. Rolling medics to your location. Sit tight unit six, we’re on our way.”
The bar at the corner of Porter and Hallorand, for years a front for criminal enterprises had been empty for seven years now since the LIC had raided the place during an anti-organized crime sweep. It had since then become a popular hangout for the scum of Solaris VII. Emblazoned with routine varieties of gang tags, political slogans and obscene graffiti on the outside, the inside of the building served as a makeshift latrine, hideout, bedroom, and clinic for all sorts of unsavory individuals. It would not be the first time the SCPD had removed bodies from here.
But it was the first time they had found bodies in such condition as they were.
Outside of the building Officer Mark Nash, the bull of the 11th Sector, was puking his guts out to the amusement of the locals. More than one of them had a reason to dislike cops. His partner Officer Rache Harris kept to her digicorder, verbally noting the condition of the scene and marking evidence. They had placed collapsible plastic barriers with spinning red flashers (standard issue found in the trunk of any city police cruiser) around the entrance to the bar just to keep the onlookers at bay, and had taped up the door with the customary yellow “crime scene” tape.
It was a standard dead body call until they'd gone into the basement and found the deceased. From what they could tell, there had been three victims. A fairly large room in the basement - it looked to be a refrigerated store room at one time, probably for beer kegs - had been wallpapered with neoskin, a common item used during surgery to get severed flesh to stick together in a hurry. It was a lifesaver on the battlefields of the Successor Houses.
Unfortunately it had not been used in such a merciful role.
The victims had been indescribably mauled so that limbs and organs and other innards were strewn about the room. Detectives assigned to the scene surmised that whoever had done the killing either had help, or immense strength. With the neoskin hung everywhere, the rendered parts had stuck to the walls, creating a milieu of horror. Neoskin was designed to absorb blood in order to assist medics in saving the wounded from bleeding to death, and so the entire room was literally soaked from ceiling to floor. Blood chemistry tests through Forensics later determined that the victims had been alive when the killer or killers went to work.
Despite a mountain of physical evidence, no suspects could be worked up, although many arrests were made only to be released. The case made sensational headlines for a few days, then faded to the rear of the ComNet. Overloaded with other crimes, the detectives assigned made few follow-ups before pushing the case to the rear of their files.
Anyone who had been paying attention would have noticed it was the sixth such killing in as many months. |
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