When the bright lights flashed on very little in the room was left in shadow, the lights flooding every crevice so nothing stayed hidden in the dark. Light bounces off every shiny surface in the room, the tiles on the walls and floors, the instruments on the cutting table, petridishes and beakers. This was Ai's sanctum made of chrome, glass and rubber sheets where a corpse could reveal its past through the careful dissection of its organs, neurons, marrow and bones and perhaps foreshadow things to come.

The mortuary provided room for 10 corpses in cooled vac-chambers. Adjacent to the storage room was a dissection room with two cutting tables, instruments, forensics equipment and two cleaner drones. The hallway connected the mortuary to a operating room with two operating tables and an adjacent recovery room with four beds. It was designed for emergency procedures, sparse, sterile and sparkling white.
A sizable room was reserved for Alpha allowing the pale-skinned hairless humanoid room to move and practice. It spent much of its time watching a large tv screen with its beady little black eyes calmly observing a stream of colors and lights flickering in intermittent patterns. Twice a day Alpha expected a bucket of vanilla-flavored protein porridge. And finally a refrigurated storage room was located in the back of the facility.

Ai's personal office and fileroom was closest to the airlock door that separated the medical facility from the rest of the complex. In case of an emergency the whole facility could be quarantined and isolated from the rest of the 13th floor. Safety first.

Ai had rolled out the first corpse. Sally Fork, Ai read from the woman's file.

Affiliation NWO .. Service 7 years and 3 months .. Recruited from the LA police academy in 2009 .. Listed next of kin: father, mother, two sisters .. bullet in the shoulder in 2010 .. Leg fracture in 2011 .. psychological testing in 2012 after exposure to extra-terrestial entity .. released from temporary isolation after having been cleared by doctor Trent.. severe headaches for months after exposure to telepathic attack by unknown assailant in 2015 .. the family has been told she died in a fire and are expecting her corpse in two days ...

Sally's medical record revealed a colorful career and more than one brush with death prior to the one fatal blow.

The body on the table was barely recognizable. Sally had suffered third degree burns all over her body, having been caught in the fire that burned out the top floor of "Yanowich, Dreisel & Associates". A simple visual examination also revealed several slashing wounds across the chest, neck and wrists, deep cuts as if by a set of knives, four in a row every time.

Sally silently stared at Ai with hollow sockets.

She looked from the file to the cadaver. Well, she wasn't getting any deader.

 Ai pulled on quick gloves before beginning her examination with the slashes. While it was clear that Ms. Fork had been through the fire, Ai had her suspicions that these slashes were more likely the actual cause of death. Four lines, likely done by hands or claws, so far as she could gather. Still, she examined each wound, on the off chance of finding any sort of clue left behind by the attacker. She looked to the recording device and began speaking.

"First Autopsy, Sally Fork, the body is heavily charred and has multiple slashing wounds across the wrists, chest and neck, pattern is consistent with those displayed by clawed animals, or possibly finger-mounted blades. Initial suspicion is that the cuts to the neck may have severed the jugular, with Agent Fork bleeding out from her injuries prior to being caught in the fire. Going in for a second look to confirm, and check the cuts for possible evidence of wether they were caused by an organic creature or a weapon."

(Roll Medicine+Intelligence for confirming your findings so far)
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(20:32, Today: Ai Fujiwara rolled 5 successes using 10d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 ((2,10,4,3,8,2,10,8,10,5)).)

Skillfully moving through layers of skin and muscles Ai laid bare Sally's secrets.

The sliced arteries on Sally's throat, chest and wrists were clean, no ragged edges, nothing to indicate an organic origin. The pattern of the cuts suggested they were made with bladed claws, about 3 centimeters long, on each of the fingers.

Ai confirmed the burned skin was due to the fire that burned down the top three floors at first but there was something .. off. Ai plucked small sedimentary fragments from some of the wounds, pebbles, shards, 3 larger fragments of about half a fist's size embedded deeper in the charred skin. The tissue around the sedimentary fragments appeared deeply charred, almost turned to coal. Ai recognized the pattern from somewhere specific ..

Ai wandered through her mind palace, hundreds of medical pictures on burn wounds passed her by, one more gruesome than the other .. she remembers the smell of barbecued pig and jasmin flowers .. it is hot outside and there are a lot of big people .. most of them are nice to her, some try to ignore her but Ai's inquisitiveness knows no bounds .. a bald headed man is argueing with .. daddy .. ?

This isn't my memory .. I am Ai, she thought to herself. The vision started to slip away. The  .. was that the doctor .. he looks so young .. so happy .. Then the  baldheaded man throws the contents of the bottle in his hand on the barbecue and it explodes in his face.

Ai finds herself staring at the baldheaded man in the grass, his skin charred, coal fragments buried into his skin, like carbon pockmarks .. the skin around it ..

Ai snapped out of her fugue state. The sedimentary fragments had been burning hot when they'd embedded themselves into Sally's skin, she concluded. Heat and flame damage and molten shards of rock ..

.. How long had she been standing over the corpse, remembering the barbeque ..

Ai turned around to look at the clock and froze.
"Is everything alright, Ai?", mister Light asked, standing under the clock, stroking his chin, staring at her with his cold blue eyes.

She tensed, turning her head sharply towards Mr. Light. "Yes, I was just... examining. Ms. Fork had multiple cut wounds, but the arteries were severe cleanly, in an attack by organic creatures, like bears, the tears have ragged edges, this was done by a weapon, probably a finer-tipped blade. Also... the burns.. molten rock hit her during the fire, once the crew gets back, I can check to see if the samples match the materials of the building, otherwise, it could be another clue.." She stated softly.

 Her words were fairly concise, sticking entirely to the project at hand. After all, she couldn't have anyone thinking that she might be wasting funding or time. Still, it was troubling. If that wasn't her memory, whose was it, and why was she seeing it now?

She glanced to the clock, it was later than she expected. "Given the arteries, I believe Ms. Fork actually bled out prior to the fire from her injuries. I'm going to double check her deep muscle tissue for traces of lactic acid to see if she was engaged in a struggle before her death. It's very possible that whatever came for her got to her before she had much of a chance to react."

Light's eyes didn't reveal how long he'd been observing Ai, he simply nodded and leafed through Sally's records:"Excellent agent. Attractive woman too .. once".

Ai took samples of the deeper muscle tissue to determine the amount of lactic acid and determined Sally had seen her death coming and had struggled in vain. Adrenaline had flooded her system as the gravity of her situation became apparent.

From all the information she gathered she deduced Sally had probably been attacked by at least one assailant, but possibly two since the molten rock fragments appeared to have impacted from the right side whereas the blade attacks indicated a frontal attack.

"She was reprimanded last year. Supposedly she'd tried to seduce her supervisor and caused a scene when he rejected her. Shortly before her death suspisions were raised about her loyalty to the NWO".

Though she listened, her attention seemed focused on the work before her. Once she had looked over the details, she looked towards Light. "Do you believe that her loyalty was worthy of suspicion?" She asked.

"There was a struggle. Agent Fork was likely targetted by possibly assailants, one likely using blades attached to fingertips from the front, and the second using an incendiary method from the right prior to the fire." She concluded. "If she was disloyal, whoever attacked Gamma were not friends of hers."

"Move on to the next, Garry Bunsen, NWO agent". Mister Light helped Ai with switching Sally's corpse with that of Garry.

"As to your question. There are several possibilties to consider. Maybe what was reported is entirely correct. Maybe supervisor Stryker had good reason to reprimand her, maybe there was good reason to suspect her. Or maybe Sally was made to look suspicious. Or maybe it was simply a lover's spat and a measure of inappropriate abuse of authority".

He looked over Garry:"I can imagine this line of work being interesting. In my line of work I dissect information. There is something to be said for a more .. hands-on approach. Bit of a mess though .. ". He stepped aside as a cleaning drone swept up Sally's bodily fluids off the sterile ceramic floor.

"Not friends of Sally. That much is clear. So whether Sally was loyal to the Technocracy or not didn't matter to whomever killed her".

He leafed through Garry Bunsen's records:" .. Fell from 7th floor trying to escape the fire .. ". He glanced over the folder at Garry's cracked skull:" .. facefirst it appears .. ".

She couldn't help but glance towards Al through the window, then a quick glance towards Mister Light. She didn't really say anything to him, just listened. He was her superior, after all, she certainly didn't want to say anything that he could take as something wrong.

Agent Bunsen definitely looked like he had fell. She found herself leaning over him, looking for traces of anything else. Otherwise, it looked pretty cut and dry.

(15:07, Today: Ai Fujiwara rolled 3 successes using 10d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 ((3,8,4,4,9,3,7,2,3,3)).)

Al was sitting in front of his big screen television, his attention caught by rainbows and sparkle rain. He rocked back and forth. He glanced back at Ai when he felt her eyes on him and tilted his disproportionally small head sideways but as she continued her investigation of Garry Al's  attention was caught by flashes of blue on a background of crimson red.

Garry had some pretty obvious injuries. Skull fracture, broken nose, fractured right cheek bone, 4 broken ribs, dislocated right shoulder, broken upper arm, brain damage, cuts and bruises consistent with a fall from a height through a glass window. There were some bruises though that didn't quite match up. Damaged and broken blood vessels, most likely the result of a heavy blow to the skin. Not that strange perhaps were it not that the pattern was consistent with fists, but the force of impact more akin to a blow with a sledge hammer.
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She looked over the body and frowned before she pointed to the blood vessels.'These blood vessels match the pattern of being hit, probably by fists, but the strength that would required to make these marks so deep is stronger than a normal human. Possibly a reality deviant augmenting their physical capabilities. Given this, I'm not sure that he jumped, he may have been pushed." She pointed out rather calmly.

"Physical augmentations are not uncommon among reality deviants", mister Light nodded.
"Those windows were made of 5 mm impact resistant tempered glass. Takes quite a bit of strength to punch through it. So yea, I suspect he was pushed or punched through the window".
He looked over Garry's corpse:"If there is nothing else you can get off his corpse I suggest we move on to the next victim".

She nodded.They didn't have the luxury of free-time, and by now, the fact that they had established in general what sort of reality deviant they were likely dealing with, it was probably best to move on and find out details before they fled from the others."I can double-check him later, but for now, probably best to move on." She reasoned as she looked to the files and began pulling up the next bit of documentation.

"Derreck Banner. Cause of death probably a broken neck", mister Light read from the report after helping Ai get the next body on the table.
"He was going to move on to the Association in two weeks, a promotion in their circles. They had James to trade him for. You met James at the briefing, Syndicate enforcer. Of course things went a little different for Derreck. Apparently a man with a penchant for extreme violence.

Derreck had 3rd degree burns all over his body and his head was at a 90 degree angle relative to his body. Mister Light tilted his head slightly looking at him:"Well .. seems fairly straight forward given what we found out about Garry Bunsen".

Ai's research on Derreck Banner indicated not only a broken neck, but several broken ribs, a punctured lung and broken hand. Derreck had put up a good fight but in the end getting his neck broken did him in. Derreck's body showed signs of severe wounds in the past, all healed up nicely but leaving a network of scars across his chest and left shoulder.

In the end Derreck's body didn't reveal much more than what was apparent at first glance. Death by broken neck.

"Red Brown. The nightguard who was in the lobby. No burns since he was on the ground floor when he was killed. Interesting way of dying as well", mister Light commented as he helped move the next body to the dissection table. He pointed out two large holes in Red Brown's chest. "Maybe we should talk to mister Gunn about getting you an assistant in due time ..".

She tensed for a moment before she shook her head. "There's no need. I have an assistant available for when I need him." She explained. " Capable personnel are spread thin as it is, there's no reason to put in a request."

 She looked to the two holes in his chest, trying to see just how clean the holes were. "Bullet holes? Seems odd when every other cadaver was dealing with physically given wounds." She mused as she tried to get a closer look for any further insight.

(10:04, Today: Ai Fujiwara rolled 3 successes using 10d10 with the World of Darkness 3rd ed system with a target of 6 ((6,5,4,8,2,4,5,5,2,7)).)
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The two holes were cauterized, there was little blood was present and there was no excess exit damage, as if something had burned clean through. The distance between the two holes was about 4-5 cm. Apparent cause of death was a punctured lung. While the wound had been cauterized almost instantly the lung had collapsed and Red had simply choked to death because one lung had not been sufficient to sustain his corpulent form's need for oxygen. Ai found out Red would likely have died a few yeas from now due to lungcancer sustained through a long addiction to tobacco. Additional damage had been done to several arteries in the path of whatever had burned a hole through the man's body.

 She looked over the wounds for a few moments, thinking over the possibilities. "These wounds are cauterized, whatever hit him was burning. I'd say it was a bullet, but they don't hit that hot and burn like this. If I had to guess, maybe some kind of incendiary rounds, but likely done by a reality deviant, likely not the same one that slashed Agent Fork."

Light looked over the body and offered:" .. maybe a laser?".

There's a bit of hesitation as Ai looks to the body. A laser would be possible of course, but such a thing was a bit beyond the scope of the more primal reality deviants. She looked towards Light for a moment, her gaze steady as she spoke low. "Are you suggesting that whatever killed agent Red was in possession of Enlightened Science?"

"We can't rule out possibilities. While on the outside our organisation may appear as a monolith there are occasional conflicts between various factions and conventions. There are traitors and defecters. Then there are the Sons of Ether who have a fondness of lasers and deathrays. There are alien creatures who occasionally invade earth despite our best efforts. There are a few other lesser known factions that use some form of enlightened science" Light replied.
"I'm suggesting we keep an open mind and let the evidence guide our conclusions"<Blue>, he gestured at the holes:" .. I would expect a larger exit wound if it was a bullet".

Ai hesitated, if only because she didn't want to openly be seen agreeing with Light about the possibility of traitors, especially given that Agent Fork had been under suspicion. While one of the more scientifically inclined reality deviants was a clear possibility, she wasn't sure how much faith she had in the theory. The wounds on the other agents so far examined suggested a more primal, brutish force, not the sort of fighters one would expect to have access to lasers.

 "It is certainly looking like that is likely. In that case, should we move on to the next?" She asked." We can send the measurements of the holes to Agent Arc, being a tech specialist, perhaps he has more insight as to where such a laser may have originated." She stated.

Of course, just below the surface, she still seemed a bit troubled. That memory was troubling her. It had to have been triggered from somewhere, someone, but who? Light? She tensed slightly. It wasn't as though she could ask him directly. She knew her father had worked with other agents, he had to at some point, but she had never really tried to look into the matter. After all, if anyone saw her even trying to look at such things, it would raise too many questions. Looking into a traitor's history would be a very disloyal thing to do, after all. Still, she felt a lingering sense of curiosity.

"Herman Short", Light named the next subject:"One of the unenlightened guards protecting the 6th and 7th floor. The obvious cause of death is fire though we also noticed what appeared to be .. bitemarks". He pointed out what appeared like bitemarks on the neck, clammed over where approximately the left major neck artery was located. It wasn't a clean bite, but savage, shredded open skin, ripped arterial walls. The fire damage would make it hard to identify what had caused the wound but perhaps not impossible.

Light watched Ai get to work on Herman Short.
"Tell me Ai, how much do you remember from before they came for doctor Fujiwara .. before the Union rescued you?".