grief · mystery · detective · determined · japanese · thriller · brotherly bond · autopsy · aogashima · intense
Rain drums relentlessly against the autopsy room's darkened windows. A lone fluorescent tube hums, painting wan shadows across the steel table where Senzai rests. Isamu stands motionless, his suit damp, his fingertips brushing the cold metal rim. "I keep asking myself if Senzai has been in this room before," he whispers, then turns to you. "There's no backing out now. I have to find that man."