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A man was found dead last night with thoroughly strange injuries. His torso, especially the back of it, had large, jagged gauges in them all perpendicular, like rows of thorns had ripped at him. His lungs were found filled with a solidified substance, not dissimilar to concrete. Most striking of all was the almost complete pulverisation of the pelvis bone. It gave the boys who found him quite fright. The front door of his apartment wrecked, window smashed with glass shards on the street below.

We're assigning this case to you, after it's defeated our top investigators.

Russi taylor found dead in her home kitchen, the cause of death was multiple stab wounds in her upper abdomen with a kitchen knife. The scene suggests a struggle between her and the culprit,however no forced entry evidence was found,and her home security footage showed no one entering or leaving the home except for russi for the past week.

"So, what do you make of it?", Chief Barlowe sat down in Detective Whitman's office. "Hardened Substances in the lungs, pulverized pelvic bone, and thorn-like cuts in the back. What, did he go through a construction site without a hard hat? What kind of joke is this case?!", Whitman slammed the file on his desk. "I thought they were joking too, this's a weird one, detective."

[Case File: 404]

Victim: Juniper Doe. 5’6” racially ambiguous, no identifiable sex organs (autopsy pending). Cause of death: unknown, suspected foul play.

Suspects: none

Victim was found nude and with no obvious injuries at the top of Haunted Hill. Local legends say that the spirits of one hundred orphans who died in a fire a century ago would come back to life in the form of an immortal avatar.

(hope you like sci-fi/fantasy elements)

The body of Noah Woods (36m) was discovered in the suburbs of London last night.

Cause of death: full body lacerations, too numerous to count. The weapon appears to have been flexible.

Witnesses report the corpse had simply "rolled out from under the coffee table" but perhaps even more strangely, Noah was last seen leaving his apartment in downtown Manchester a mere half hour before.

The heavy is dead!

A body was found in the 5th floor of a new york apartment building the body seemed un injured but after examination the inside of the body was burned and there blood was warm like something managed to rose its heat to that of lava

A business man was found dead in his office last night brutally stabbed to death. One problem, the office was locked from the inside on the 22nd floor. And the stab wounds are clearly not self inflicted. Someone somehow killed him but no one can figure out how they could have possibly got in!

A male body was found 150 meters off the high way, in a grove. The body was lying flat on its back and had a single shot through the chest. The wound was dried and a few flies were on his body. There was also a rope and a comb.

On May 20, just a few days into the honeymoon, Ronald left Christina and Jack at the cottage and went sunbathing by the Severn River. When he returned at 6:30PM he was greeted by a horrifying scene – his cottage was ablaze. Ronald raced into the burning cottage and frantically searched for Jack and Christina, calling their names and running from room to room. He finally found Jack in the living room. He was barely conscious and was bleeding profusely from a gash on his forehead. Worried for Christina, Ronald shook Jack and asked him where she was. But Jack was in a “disoriented stupor” and could not reply. After Ronald got Jack to safety he ran back into the cottage to find Christina, but he eventually left the building empty-handed. Ronald asked his neighbours to put out the fire while he took Jack to the hospital. But not even an hour passed before the cottage had burned to the ground. A short while later, Christina was found by a neighbour face down on the riverbank in only nine inches of water, roughly 150 feet from the cottage. The new bride was barefoot and still in her pajamas. Jack was treated at the hospital for a head injury, burns, and shock. Blood test results showed a large amount of codeine in his system. Upon his release, Jack was questioned by police for over three hours, but he was not able to remember anything past 11:00AM the morning of the fire. An autopsy later determined Christina had not been physically assaulted, and there was no sign of burns on her body or smoke damage to her lungs. Blood tests revealed trace amounts of codeine in her system, the same drug found during Jack’s tests. The autopsy concluded Christina’s death was caused by drowning.

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Dan Lewis was found dead in Times Square from a gunshot wound to the head. The only problem is that Dan Lewis is by all accounts still alive, and was in fact brought in for questioning. Which makes it all the more confusing that the body has the same blood type, fingerprints, and chipped tooth that he has…

Name: Jordan Tolby Age: 48 Sex: Male Cause of death: bleeding from multiple orifices. No witnesses, no suspects. Only thing found at the scene was the image of Mr. Tolby and a small Russian doll. He was smiling in it.

Her "suicide note" claimed that "Vera did it". Her cause of death was an overdose of Veronal.

If it's any consolation, we have a handful of suspects that the last salvo of investigators went through. They're tough nuts to crack, and all a tad... eccentric, but I'll give you the dossiers we have.

• Rhea Correl lives nextdoor to the victim, she's the one most suspected first. Hot headed, and impulsive, works at the local construction company, has a number of rose bushes that her friends claim she 'likes to throw at people she doesn't like.' I was expecting her initially, but she was out of town during the week of the death. No real motive either, she was very good friends with him with no evidence of a falling out.

• Johnathan Overton, he's got the motive but none of the means. He was a coworker with the victim but was fired in the past week for sexual harassment. He's been noted as especially vindictive and has a history of assaults. Apparently his actions were reported by our late friend, so that has some potential. He denies any involvement with the murder and doesn't have access to anything that could do this sort of damage, at least not that we know of.

• One detective took a shot at probably our weirdest character; Hamlin. No last name was provided. He lives in the floor above the victim and is a reportedly a pathological liar. He sells novelty animal claw gloves in the neighborhood. Claims no involvement with the victim but according to his sales record he sold a pair of gloves to the victim but was not paid back. He can be described as eclectic. We weren't able to get much out of him.

That's all we got. I trust you'll get this one cracked, Whitman. You're our best shot at this one, and besides, you've dealt with weirder, right?

New York City, NY. Harley & Co. Offices, 1500 Hours, Wednesday.

Arnold Davenport, Executive Director of Harley & Co. was in his office on the 22nd floor of the Harley & Co. Office Building. He was rummaging through his desk, desperately trying to find something. His back faced the majority of the room, he didn't take his eyes off his desk. A shadowy figure dressed in grey entered the room, but not from the door, the person in grey had entered from the opposite side of the room, where there was no door. They silently walked to the door, and slid a chair over, effectively locking the door. Davenport turned, but to his horror, there stood a slim figure, grasping a knife in their left hand, slowly walking towards him. An ear-piercing scream filled the room, and many others, but then... silence.

New York City, NY. NYPD, Detective Whitehall's Office, 1200 Hours, Friday.

"A locked room murder! What a case! I haven't had one like this in years, decades, even! It's much better than the Grand Theft Auto cases and stolen sweet rolls!", Whitehall exclaimed as he paced around the room, reading the file. Police Captain Reagan stood, hunched over on the detective's desk. "Whaddya make of it, Detective?", He glued his eyes to the pacing detective. "I make it to be that I will have an interesting day ahead of me! Take me to the murder scene!"

"What an utmost peculiar scene." The office was clean, looked untouched, apart from the bloody desk and missing chair, now on the ground next to the door. The officer in the room lit a smoke and looked on at the body sketch, titling his head. "Hand me the file.", The detective kept his eyes on the room, but held his hand out towards his assistant, Nancy, who placed the file in it. He looked through the file and squinted his eyes. "'Stabbed to death with a Starburr Kitchen Knife Metal Grade.' Those knives aren't commercial yet. How'd the killer get their hands on one?" "Perhaps they worked in the factory.", The assistant chimed in. "Perhaps... Nancy, look at this picture." Whitehall pointed at the photo of the body, six stab marks in the left side of the victim's chest. "What about it, detective?" "The stab marks were on the left side of chest, not the right. A right-handed person would have stabbed the victim in the right side of the chest, and the opposite with a left-handed person." "I didn't notice that, but of course I don't have as keen an eye as you, detective." "Yes, and paired with the possibility they work at the Starburr Factory, we narrowed down the suspect pool a bit. Nancy, call the Starburr Factory and ask for any left-handed women that work in the packaging department." "Women? Why'd you figure a woman did this?" "Look at the bloody footsteps." He took his shoe off and compared it side-by-side, then asked for his assistant to do the same. There was little difference between his assistant's shoe size and the assailant's footstep size, while the detective's shoe was bigger than both. "The murderer was a woman, left-handed, and most likely works in the packaging room of the Starburr Factory. Call the factory foreman, pronto."

Nancy exited the room with her flip-phone, and muffled talking was heard through the thin office wall. The police officer had lit another cigarette and a cloud of smoke appeared above his head, but it slowly dissipated, seemingly vanishing out of mid-air. The detective still pondered on how the murderer entered the room. I have everything else; I just need a motive and a way of entry. He studied the smoke cloud; It got bigger, then smaller, bigger, then smaller, but it always shifted to the right before losing its size. A vent was hidden in the ceiling, the grate matched the color of the roof, impossible to notice unless searching for it specifically. A vent! That's how the murderer got in, but what vent did they enter to get to this one? "Officer, do you have a floorplan of the building?", The detective approached the man. "No, but there's a map next to the elevator." A map, that's what I need to see!

Whitehall rushed out of the room, and sprinted down the hall towards the elevator, a map was positioned right beside it. He ran over and studied the floorplan. Maintenance closet on this floor, isolated, small. Perfect place to unscrew a vent and climb inside. The detective hurried to the closet and arrived just as a maintenance woman locked the door. "Hello ma'am! Has anyone entered this closet in the past few days except for you?", the detective put on his "cheery" voice. "Only the other staff members. If this's tied to that investigation, nobody but me, Paul, and Sally have been in here. The suited men don't have keys, and they're the only other people allowed up here, apart from other types of staff. Only us cleaners have a master key, well, somewhat of a master key. You see, the head foreman of the maintenance wing proclai-" "Great, thanks. Could you let me in the closet?" The lady scrunched her nose and unlocked the door, walking off.

The detective investigated the room. No doubt the screws have been loosened. Not a sloppy job when they were rescrewed. This was an inside job, and there's no doubt about it. He noticed a grey skinsuit underneath a shelf, perhaps a disguise, perhaps not. You can't really tell. Footsteps came from outside the closet, and Whitehall tensed up as the soft thuds came closer. But to his relief, Nancy stood in the doorway of the closet, holding up her phone. "The employees fitting the description you gave are 'Karen Newcomb', 'Rachel Puckett', 'Sarah McCarthy', and-" "Wait, Sarah?" "Yeah, that the perp?" "I was just told that a 'Sally' works here in maintenance and was in here in the past few days, she must've unscrewed the grate and used the vents to get to the victim's office, then killed him, and escaped through the vents. Sally is short for Sarah." The detective's eyes widened, "Get me Captain Reagan and a few officers, I've found our murderer!"

Two police cars parked on the sidewalk leading to the Harley & Co. Building, the captain and three other officers got out and rushed into the building. "Hi, is there a 'Sarah McCarthy' in the building? Check under maintenance staff.", The captain questioned the receptionist. "I don't believe that's my information to give.", the reception replied. The captain flashed his badge and asked again. "Ok, yes. She was called up to the 22nd floor just five minutes ago." The captain managed a quick thanks and lead his small team up the elevator.

Whitehall stood in an office; the man who owned it sat in his chair as the detective requested Sarah to the office to 'fix a broken wire.' Five minutes past, no Sarah, but the captain arrived, and just on time, too. The woman got out on the elevator on the other side of the floor, and stopped by the office door, knocking on it. She let herself in and a crowd of people awaited her. One confused businessman, a snarky assistant, a confident detective, and four distraught police officers. "What is the meaning of this?", she finally spoke. "Sarah McCarthy, you're under arrest for the murder of Executive Director Arnold Davenport.", the captain stepped forward, taking out his handcuffs. "What? I did no such thing! You have nothing saying I did!" The detective piped up, "We have CCTV footage of you going into the maintenance closet, staying in there for seven minutes, approximately the amount of time needed to go through the vents, into Arnold's office, kill him, and leave the same way you came." "I could've been doing anything!" "Well, I found a skinsuit, and I bet if I dust this, along with the vents, I'd find your finger-prints all over."

Sarah froze, possibly contemplating her next move, but she stood frozen, for a moment, everyone thought she was having a panic attack. Her eyes widened, she blinked wildly, and her breath was unsteady. The captain went to try and console her but got a swift punch to the face, and faceplanted into the carpeted floor. She took his gun, quickly taking off the safety and aiming it at the people in the room. "I refuse to be taken alive! What I did was a favor to this company! If I didn't kill him, he would've led this company to chaos! I did what I had to do!" She shot the gun, and the bullet went flying into the glass window, shattering it. She was quickly pinned down as the four police officer dogpiled on her.

New York City, NY. NYPD, Captain Franklin Reagan's Office, 2000 Hours, Friday.

"Good work, detective. I should give you a raise!" Captain Reagan sat back in his chair; feet crossed on his desk. "Thank you, Captain. Turns out, these cases are a bit too exciting for me, I just want to go back to my old work as a boring detective.", Whitehall chuckled, but he knew he had some fun this evening. "Hey, detective," Nancy stood in the doorway "A man came in, he wants a detective to help him find his missing wife." The detective stood up, straightened his tie and said, "Send him to my office." Nancy left and Whitehall walked to the door but was stopped by the captain by the doorway, "What about being a 'boring detective?'" "Did I say that?", The detective smiled, and walked off...

Someone is found dead in their home. Their hands, feet, nose, eyes and ears are missing, and the mouth sown shut.

"The Heavy is Dead" is a Team Fortress 2 YTP/comedy video.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiuyhxp4w9I
People try to figure out why "The Heavy" is dead... and they keep getting shocked that he is, well, dead.

Hope that helps you figure it out.

An unidentifiable body was found, presumed male, surrounded by broken glass and a pool of blood. A broken window is broken 2 floors above however that doesn't explain how the body was found inside the building, by the unbroken window of the 7th floor.

[[AUTOPSY REPORT]]

MALE, MID TWENTIES

FOUND IN ABANDONED HOUSE NEAR SOUTHINGTON, CT

NO IDENTIFIABLE MARKS, NO PRINTS ON RECORD, TEETH REMOVED, CHEEK BONES SURGICALLY ALTERED, DNA RESULTS INCONCLUSIVE AS THREE DIFFERENT RESULTS CAME BACK. BLOOD TESTS INCONCLUSIVE AS THREE DIFFERENT BLOOD TYPES FOUND PRESENT.

CAUSE OF DEATH: INCONCLUSIVE. NO SIGNS OF STRUGGLE, ALL TESTS BACK INCONCLUSIVE, NO SIGN OF ENTRY OR EXIT WOUND, NO TOXINS FOUND IN BLOOD, NO ALCOHOL IN BLOOD, STOMACH EMPTY

CORONER COMMENTS;

We can't seem to find any cause of death.

Jonathan Buck, age 32, was found dead, locked inside a small shack in the middle of the woods. The cause of death was a single gunshot to the forehead from several meters away. The victim's death was likely instantaneous. No firearm was found inside the shack. The shack has one door, no windows save for glass panes in the door, and no other discernible entry points. The door can only be locked from the inside, and shows no signs of having been tampered with.

(Figured you can't go wrong with a classic locked room mystery. Have fun!)

Mickey Mouse had been discovered deceased inside of this home.

^(-_-)

21 year old Quandavious Barthalameou James, nicknamed James, was found dead at 3:28 AM hanging from a tree by his foot in his front yard. He was last seen with his friend, Leon Trevontavious who is 20 years old, on 662 Rodil Valley Street. The main suspect is Leon, but there is no evidence and Leon was best friends with James for years

50 year old obese female found dead in her wheelchair in a pool of blood.

No apparent trauma on the body. Autopsy confirms medical issues including history of smoking, enlarged liver, hysterectomy ten years past, severe arthritis. Medical records show medications for diabetes, cholesterol and blood pressure as well as history of chronic pain.

Female has no known friends or family. Was found in derelict house in disrepair. No unknown prints found at the scene.

CCTV on the light pole shows only pharmacy delivery in the week before death.

The case was ruled suicide by dynamite. But the lack of any damage to the structure or contents of the mansion made that highly unlikely.

The person was found dead outside hanging from a tree by his foot via about ten feet of rope. The cause of death is uncertain at this time, but it can be confirmed that they were bludgeoned over a dozen times postmortem. The time of death was estimated to be at around 2:35 PM yesterday.

Two dead in an alley. Both armed. It has been determined that both have been shot from behind from opposite sides of the alley. Curiously, one didnt die from blood loss, they were already dead beforehand.

Jane Doe.

Deceased upon arrival.

Estimated 25 years old, caucasian brunette, estimated 5'5"

Partially healed contusion marks on head, chest, and hands.

Ligature marks on wrists and neck.

Post-mortem decapitation and enucleation.

Eyes placed in hands, sewn there post-mortem.

C-7 vertebra missing.

No indentifiable cause of death.

No toxin screen results.

Fingerprints not on file.

DNA not on file.

No tattoos.

Body was found on the roof of the police station in a deliberately staged tableau consisting of the body in an upright coffin with the enucleated head placed at the feet.

Body was wearing a black satin dress, nothing else, was wearing it Pre-mortem.

Man found dead in a panic room. it appears he was killed by an explosive that originated inside his body, it is unclear if it was in his GI tract or implanted subdermally.

The man was originally a missing persons report, filed when he did not attend a scheduled meeting with the board of directors for his company (manufacture and distribution of paper goods); prior to that meeting it appears the man had cleared his schedule for a two-week period, and died about halfway through that period.

the panic room is an effective faraday cage, no sign of forced entry, food stores and waste products indicate he had been locked in the room for a little more than a week at the time of his death, consistent with him entering the room just after his last scheduled meeting.

There are multiple notebooks in the room that it appears he was writing in during his time in his room. They have been rendered mostly unreadable by the blood splatter, and what is legible is filled with some form of cipher or code. Our linguists have had no success as this time.

A young woman found dead in an abandoned office space. While she has clearly been there a while, decomposition hasn't set in enough to cover up her injuries. She has four evenly spaced slashes on her abdomen, the tendons in her legs are severed and half of her head has been blown off. In the autopsy, it is discovered that many of her vital organs are damaged, with stomach acid leaking out from a hole in the stomach.

Detective Ox has been assigned to the case and we hope he can provide some insight as to how this has happened.

The victim, Thomas Jones, was found dead in his bed, without a drop of blood left in their body. Only breaks in the skin were a couple of holes in the neck; heavy bruising was found about the head; nose was broken and had bled somewhat, and there was evidence of crushing injuries to the neck.

Victim's roommate, Ronald Veire, vampire, called in to report the death. He states that he had been out all the previous day, trapped in a nearby shopping mall; as a vampire, he does not appear on camera, however, he has produced a number of witnesses who saw him at the mall that day (He claims he was there to see a film in the afternoon; witnesses did see him in the vicinity of the theatre shortly before the film was due to begin). The day was sunny, hence (he claims) he could not possibly have left to kill his roommate. He insists that he has been framed.

A worker for the National Space Museum was found dead hanging from a suspension wire around his midsection over an exhibit while wearing a spacesuit. Foul play is assumed as the worker had bruises all over and the suit was badly damaged.

A torso was found in the middle of the street last week. There appear to be strange markers burned into the flesh. Next to the, to this date unidentified, torso were 5 half drunken bottles of sprite. The search for the now by the public named “Sp(r)ite-killer“ continues, as police seems to have a new lead on the matter.

Report, 24/11, 2022, 21:30.

Following an emergency call police found four people deceased, what appears to be a family of father, mother, and two daughters. Laid out in a cross pattern with heads facing inward, clothes removed. Tape used to restrict movement, all four have been disemboweled. Heart and intestines removed and put between the feet of each victim.

87 candles were lit in the room upon entry, no known pattern or distribution.

Furniture in the room where the bodies were laid out have been moved to make room for the victims.

Signed, detective cokland,

(Currently working on my own crime story for a forensics class. Already have the crime plotted out, but I want to see what you guys can do with it)

At 1:17 AM, on September 6th, Security Guard Roy Shroeder called the local fire department to report a fire that had started on a sailboat at the South Fork Marina. When the officers managed to put the fire out, they discovered the body of 32 year old Charlette Strickland. She had been shot in the back of the head, had several compound fractures covering her body, and had been wrapped in a blanket, chained to the mast of the boat, doused in some kind of accelerant, and lit ablaze using a homemade Molotov cocktail. There had also been a symbol from a local religious group carved on the side of the boat.

The South Fork dock was in disrepair, with their lights and security system out of service since a storm had blown through the area. The security guard, Roy, hadn’t seen anything either. The prevailing theory is that the killer had cut a hole in the back fence, and entered and exited through there.

Examining her home in Ottermark, they found the local fire department already on the scene. Inside, they found that a fire had been set in the living room, made up of all religious objects in the house, and all photographs of Charlette Strickland. They also found several bullet holes in the walls of the home, from two different guns, and several valuable items missing, including cash, jewelry, and a set of rare coins that had recently been given to her husband Jerry.

The police were immediately able to rule Jerry Strickland out as a suspect, as he had been at the airport for the past several hours, and had witnesses to corroborate his claims. Roy Shroeder was also able to be eliminated, as the only way for him to get to the boat was through the dock, which had several rotting areas and would have been impossible for him to traverse in the dark. Work logs also showed that he could not have set the fire at the Strickland residence.

There were several available suspects though. Charlette was often described as bossy and confrontational, which rubbed several of her and her husband’s business associates the wrong way. This included Jerry’s business partner Ellis Carney, Jerry’s receptionist Esmeralda Blankenship, and her own scheduling manager Lula Parker, all of which had the Labor Day holiday off.

Charlette had been very hypercritical of a popular religious group, often harassing members of the community online and in person, and had often refused to do business for certain people in her area who were a part of this group. Her main 3 targets were automotive mechanic Flynn Vega, school teacher Rodney Bright, and telemarketer Ursa Love. All of them had also had the Labor Day holiday off.

Finally, police noticed that the woods around the South Fork Marina were often hangouts for local teenagers. And the police happened to find two teenagers in the Otterman area who had criminal records and had been caught behind the South Fork Marina. They were Dean Wagner, a gas station clerk who had been arrested for petty theft and vandalism, and Dustin Gray, a shelf stocker who had been charged with arson but had been let off with community service due to insufficient evidence of intent and his claim that the fire had been an accident. They both had also had the day off.

So, what do you think happened?

The employee who works the Minnie Mouse suit at Disney World was found dead in her costume, sitting on a bench in the middle of the park.

Well done, you beat the system.

Frank Fisher, found dead with a 2-foot-wide, 3-foot-long sword plunged in his back, a wooden spear through his kneecap, and a cauterized gunshot in the front of his head, with no bullet inside.

Subject was found beheaded in the park. The head has not been located; subject was identified by fingerprints - no wallet or ID had been located. No blood splatter, suggesting the beheading occurred post-mortem, but analysis showed the beheading occurred in a single broad cut with an edged blade. Subject displays bruising consistent with drug use and physical altercations. Subject also displays signs of frostbite, despite the body being found in late August and being reported seen throughout July (but not August). Slight decomposition had been noted by the time the subject had been found, suggesting 3-5 days in place depending on whether subject had been refrigerated prior to disposal. Actual cause of death is not known at this time: toxicology doesn't suggest an OD and no other lethal injuries could be identified, and absent the head the prime candidate is blunt force cranial trauma. Subject had been previously diagnosed with psychosis approx one year prior and claimed to be "hunted by fairies". Subject reported to be homeless as well as a drug and alcohol abuser. Next of kin has been notified, but thus far has failed to show interest in collecting the subject's body. No CCTV coverage of the area in which the subject had been found is available.

Daisy duck was found dead in the truck

^(-_-)

It should've been an easy case, the crime scene was coated in fingerprints. Yet when run through the database, no matter how many times they tried it always showed the same individual, a woman who died two weeks ago in a similar fashion. Mutilated, the fingers removed and missing from the scene.

Wow I wasn’t expecting a entire story, reads like a Sherlock Holmes case

Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me!