For Michelle:
The body was nearly unrecognizable as a body. Never mind as the body of 19 year old Alicia Marshall. The only giveaway was the tattered remains of clothing that matched what she was last seen in. And even so, DNA tests would have to be done to confirm the identity before the investigation went anywhere.
Alicia Marshall was the fourth person to go missing on or near Lake Ontario this summer, and now presumably the second body to surface, no pun intended. The other two were still outstanding and barring a boater coming across them floating in the vast lake, it was unlikely they would ever be found.
Special Agent Wolf Michaels stared down at the horribly mangled body at his feet. It was said that these lakes, really more like small oceans, harbored such creatures as bull sharks and sperm whales. Of course, it was an ongoing debate, but honestly, who's to say what does or doesn't live in a lake as big as one of the Great Lakes. The last body, the locals had shrugged off as a boating accident. But now there was a second. That's why Michaels had been called in. Besides the fact he loved taking the "weird" cases, the brass wanted to preempt any oversights by the local investigators. These bodies were going to kill tourism, but that didn't excuse any less than stellar investigations.
Michaels continued to study the mess on the ground. A bloody, meaty mess of organs and bone. If he looked closely he could make out part of a lower intestine hanging from what must have been the torso. The limbs were completely severed and still missing. The head seemed to be attached but was mangled to the point of looking more like a hamburger patty than a skull. A rogue eyeball hung from the side.
He shook his head. The locals could say whatever they wanted to appease the tourists. But Michaels was sure that there was one horrifying truth about Lake Ontario: a killer lurked within it's murky depths.
Please don't be too brutal. It's just a little short. Michelle and I were walking along somewhere and I said something about "a killer lurks within it's murky depths." Michelle insisted I use it in a story, and so here we are. It's kind of X-Files-ish. It's real short and sweet. Intentionally. There's no character development, no plot, from a professional writer's standpoint, it sucks. But it's for Michelle. Hope you enjoyed the descriptions, at least! Mmmm, intestine!
Ren
