One.
I scrubbed up, pulled on long, rubber gloves and a plastic hat then stepped into a green, clinical robe, tying it around me. I picked up a paper mask, securing it around my mouth and nose.
I unzipped the bag and pushed it away to the sides, before turning on the voice recorder.
“Caucasian male, approximately 30 years of age; height, sixty inches, weight approximately 175lbs,” I began, before pushing up an eyelid. “Hazel-green eyes; black-brown hair down to the chin – split, damaged, uncared for.” I opened the mouth and counted the teeth. “Only thirty-one teeth; left upper canine missing, one gold crown on lower molar, three black fillings on the lower jaw, four black fillings on the top. Ever so slight damage to the septum, most likely from cocaine abuse.” I moved further down the table. “No piercings, no tattoos, no other forms of body modification or scarification.
“Skin is a yellowish, jaundiced colour – most likely due to liver damage; investigate further after exterior.”
As I searched over the body – there was simply one thing missing. “No outer signs of damage – other than jaundice – no wounds; no exterior evidence of trauma…”
With the exterior finished, I picked up a scalpel to try and determine any detrimental features that could have led this man to lie on my table.
I pulled down my mask and off my gloves.
“Cause of death determined after autopsy? Unknown. Waiting on toxicology results from the lab.”