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Her panties had a yellow stain from where urine had dripped out of her bladder upon death, yet this was not the only indignity Saema had suffered as teen she expired. “Looks pov like she shit herself,” the female investigator says, looking at the contents of the dead girl’s pink panties. Of course, this wasn’t that uncommon a sight with someone that had been dead for hours. Reaching into her equipment bag, the woman’s gloved hand returns with a small device she uses to get a liver temperature with. Not wanting to contaminate any evidence by taking a rectal temp, this seems to be the best option. After a few moments, she noted the temperature on a log she had, nodding to the nearby detective. “Liver temp confirms our vic’s time of death to be about 2:00 AM,” she says, putting the thermometer into a sterile bag to be cleaned later. “We’ll need to tag her, bag her, and get her down to the morgue to find out anything more.” Reaching back into her bag, she removes a white cardboard toe tag and, with the driver’s license laying on the table blowjob next to her, uses it to fill out some basic information: Name: Saema Markal Gender: Female Race: Caucasion DOB: 12/March/1990 DOD: 2/July/2015 Suspected COD: Strangulation Case #: 20150702003 The girl was still wearing black flats on her feet, but her right foot was coming partially out of it, the shoe dangling from the tips of her toes. The investigator removes the small black shoe and places it in an evidence bag, freeing the girl’s dark chocolate-painted toes. She then takes a few moments to carefully tie the white doggystyle string of the toe tag around Saema’s big toe, the nail of which was glistening in the sunlight coming through the nearby window. The girl’s well-manicured hands were then folded over her chest as a nearby stretcher was brought next to the bed, a black body bag unzipped and waiting on top. With one detective grabbing her by the feet and another getting her at the shoulders, Saema was lifted and slid over into the plastic bag. A couple final photos were taken and then the bag was zipped up, the only thing exposed being a small hole through which the tips of her toes could be seen, the toe tag moved to dangle outside the bag for the purposes of quick identification while her corpse was in transit to and awaiting processing at the county coroner’s office. As her body-bagged corpse was wheeled out into the hallway, residents of the apartment stood looking on, wondering what had happened. The apartment was in a nice part of the city and crime, while not unheard of, was pretty low around the building, so the supposed-murder of a young girl was concerning. People would also be concerned about there being a rapist on the loose too. Many of them murmured amongst themselves as the stretcher was brought down the hall, carefully taken down a couple flights of stairs, and then wheeled outside to where the coroner’s van was. Local reporters for the newspapers and regional news outlets were already on the scene, the death of a young, middle class woman being very newsworthy, taking pictures and trying to get the investigators and detectives to answer their questions. Saema’s black bag may have kept her hidden from their lenses, but a couple of them would manage to zoom in far enough on the toe tag hanging out of the bag to figure out who she was. When I looked back up my sister was standing right at my feet. 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