Body (tobin hines)

Today wasn't my day. I missed my train and bus. I couldn't hale a cab for shit and I was supposed to be at work an hour ago.
I got to the morgue two hours and thirty minutes late but I was lucky, I had the most understanding Medical examiner in all the world to deal with. " so what was it today? hangover? traffic? superhero emergency?" I smirked." I was feeding my black cat while shattering a bunch of mirrors. wow that bad huh? well you'll love today, we're autopsying a soldier." I gave him a crooked stare." I thought the army dealt with their own?" The M.E. smiled." A friend of mine thought I needed some excitement in my life and considering my job is dealing with the dead, a charred war hero out of an upstate mountain division was just what the doctor..I mean me, ordered. OK so dumb question ....if he's charred what's to examine" The M.E. walked over to the table with the body laying on it. He took a small scalpel and dislodged a small piece of metal and dropped it in a metal pan. " The soldier had a dozen bullets in him pre mortem, and the wounds would have killed him instantly but for some reason the burns he sustained were also pre mortem but post bullets, and the elapsed time between the shots and fire tell me he managed to run through a wall of bullets, lolly gag for five minutes and then got caught in the explosion." He turned and we both look at each other in quiet shock," Is that possible?" I asked. " It's a first for me" he said.
We began the process of the autopsy: cutting, removing, draining.I t was arduous, because charred skin is as hard to cut as it looks. Finally the M.E. handed me a beaker with some of the soldiers blood and said:" take this to the lab for the tox screen, I'm sure it'll be routine, I mean nothing in him suggests abnormalities beyond a normal soldier." He was right on point. I walked the beaker over. I wasn't sure, but my eyes glazed over the beaker and for a moment I thought I saw a glow but it was probably just the lights.
I slipped but caught the beaker, but the shaking splashed some of the blood up onto me. The M.E. walked over. " I'll take this and you go cleanup, I don't need to hear you got aides while apprenticing under me during an illegal autopsy" Typical..it was just my luck.
I washed my hands off in the sink, but it was weird. When the blood hit me, I felt a rush...almost euphoric. I couldn't explain it but in that moment I wanted my luck to change, and oddly enough...it did.
The water in the sink was filling up, something was caught in the drain. I reached in and pulled out a wet, wrinkled hundred dollar bill. " Hey doctor , did you lose any money?" The M.E. turned and saw the bill. " No but I wish I had you lucky dog. Well see you tomorrow doc." I waved and walked out. The next thought was to see if luck was really on my side.
I wish I could say I proved myself right by thinking the hundred dollar bill was a fluke, but it wasn't. Everything I did swung my way. I hailed three cabs at once, I got home an hour early, hell I played the lottery and became an a thousand a week for life winner. I thought it couldn't get better but then I got a call from my brother Derek, the club promoter. " Toby I got an extra ticket for a party hosted at the sky bar, you in?" I chuckled to myself, " Why not Derek, I'll meet you there in an hour." This was more than luck..it was my dreams coming true in essence.
Wouldn't you know it, I got to the sky bar early and because I did I got confused for that brokeback mountain kid so I got let into the VIP room. Once inside I spotted the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. She was pale..probably Russian. She had full pouting lips, of crimson red color. Her pants were tight and made of leather, with matching black nails. Her breast were ample and well extenuated with a tight black top. She could've been a dominatrix. We met half way through the room. In a quiet seductive voice she said:" I vant yoor body"