The Morgue and the Time Traveller

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The Morgue and the Time Traveller

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The Morgue and the Time Traveller
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The Morgue and the Time Traveller

By Autolycus_7

The woman Jenno from the future lay naked under the sheet on a slab in the morgue. She'd been there an hour and had been left pretty much alone. But someone was in the room with her. It sounded like just one person, which would be fine with Jenno.

Before time travelling from the 24st century, Jenno had had her body altered to pass as a 21st centtury woman--her sixth fingers were removed, her breasts were augmented. She had travelled naked, as was the custom, with instruction to acquire contemporary clothing, a new identity, housing and other resources, and to wait for instructions on her mission.

She had awaken lying flat on her back in the middle of an alley. She was somewhat dazed--a common effect of time travel. She could see that it was dark and the moon was full. She felt that she was lying on a lit cigarette in the small of her back. If she had stayed alone, she would have sought out clothing on her own. If she had been found by one person, man or woman, she would have switched clothing with that person. Her instructions were not to kill unless in risk of her own life.

However, as she was starting to get up she heard sirens and then saw that not one but three police cars were pulling into the alley, no doubt tipped off about her presence there. Jenno did the only thing she could think of. She suspended her heart beat to a bare whisper and made believe she was dead.

They took her to the morgue. She heard the attendants snicker at her nakedness, but they left her untouched--good for them, Jenno said.

After they had gone she restarted her heart and, once fully alive, got up and looked around. There were three other corpses on slabs next to her. The room was dark except for a desk lamp that had been left on. Jenno went over and that on a clip board an attendant had written her up as a "Jane Doe" and scheduled her autopsy for 3:00 a.m., which, according to the clock on the wall was in two hours.

She heard someone turn the doorknob and quickly climbed back on the slab and covered herself with the sheet. It was one person tapping away at the computer on the desk. Jenno couldn't see under the sheet and so she tugged at it gently until it came down passed her eyes. By slowly turning her head and using her peripheral vision, Jenno saw that it was a woman of Jenno's height and build. The woman was a brunette and as Jenno recalled she herself was a blonde, but Jenno could change that with her mind. She couldn't adjust her skeleton, but the woman's closeness to Jenno in height and build made that unnecessary.

Slowly, Jenno began to moan. The woman stopped typing, having heard something. Jenno moaned again. She heard the woman push her chair back and come running to the slab. The woman pulled the sheet back and Jenno opened her eyes.

"Oh my God, you're alive!" the woman said.

Jenno didn't answer but simply bounced the base of her right hand against the woman's forehead. The woman fell straight back and lay unconscious on the concrete floor.

Jenno jumped up and knealt next to the woman. She felt the pulse in her neck and found that she had not killed her. She checked the woman's badge and saw that she was medical examiner Liz Kelso.

Jenno ran across the room and locked the door. Coming back, she hauled Kelso up and lay her on the slab. Kelso was wearing glasses, which Jenno had not seen when she had struck her. Jenno took the glasses off the sleeping woman and put them on. Jenno's eyes adjusted instantly to Kelso's prescription, all the better to aid her escape.

Jenno started to unbutton Kelso's blouse and began to appreciate the joys of buttons. One by one buttons unbuttoned revealed flesh. She pulled Kelso's blouse open and unfastened Kelso's bra, which opened at the front. Kelso's breasts popped out, full and round. Jenno touched her own breasts and found them hard. The androgenousness of the 24th century did have its disadvantages, Jenno thought.

She pulled down Kelso's skirt and panties and untied her sneakers. Soon Kelso lay naked on one of her own slabs.

Jenno quickly dressed in Kelso's clothes and walked to the computer. Within 10 minutes, she had created an account in a ficititious name of Elizabeth Queen, a name she remembered from her reading of ancient history, transfered $500,000 into that account from the Federal Reserve, found that Dr. and Mrs. Harringan were in Europe and had vacated their penthouse apartment downtown, and sent an email to the landlord on the Harrigan's email account informing him that their good friend Elizabeth Queen would be staying in their apartment.

Finished, Jenno found Kelso's purse and her car keys. She felt Kelso's badge an confirmed that it was magnetized and keyed to open every door in the building.

Jenno looked down at the sleeping woman's face. She was pretty, she assumed, by cntemporary standards. Jenno looked again at the clock on the wall and confirmed that it was now 12:45 a.m. Assuming the room would stay empty long enough for her to leave the building, Jenno decided to keep Kelso alive.

She ran her hand over Kelso's breasts and belly. You would be very much in demand in my time, Jenno said. Perhaps we will meet again.

But Jenno knew that whatever decision Jenno made about keeping Kelso alive, she was leaving Kelso in the position of having her head drilled open by a careless attendant. Jenno found a marker on the desk and wrote on Kelso's flat belly, "She's alive!", which also sounded familiar.

Jenno pulled the sheet over Kelso's face but then worried that the careless attendant wouldn't pull the sheet down as far as the belly. And so she uncovered Kelso's face and wrote with the marker on Kelso's forehead, "She's alive." Then she covered the face back.

Jenno left the morgue with Kelso's security key, assuming that when Kelso was discovered alive and on the slab that the story would be that an escapee from a prison or mental institution had been found unconscious on the street, been assumed dead, and overpowered Kelso.

iI nothing else, Jenno said to herself on leaving the building, all of this might end up with a city-wide reform of paramedic procedures in finding unconscious individuals. History was full of mistakes caused by such sloppiness. Jenno knew.

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