"Pull back the white sheet."
Cheston En hurried forward, helping Walter, the medical examiner in charge of the autopsy, remove the white sheet covering the corpse.
All five bodies were completely naked. Their abdomens were sunken, revealing protruding ribs on what should have been plump torsos. Ugly, dense black sutures, like myriad centipedes, crawled across their pallid skin, creating a grotesque tableau.
These were marks from the autopsy.
In the lower regions of the five victims were five dark, gaping holes, each the size of an adult's wrist. They were uniform and deep, as if pierced by a sharp instrument that had then been used to remove their entire reproductive systems.
"That's pretty twisted," Dean muttered. He narrowed his eyes and squatted down to closely examine the wound on the body nearest to him.
Due to the extended time since death, the wound site had turned a dark reddish-black. Up close, Dean could see carbonized traces on the walls of flesh.
