The drive to the Coroner's Office was far from typical for Detective Nash. Not that such an excursion was an abnormality; as a Homicide Detective one could say it was an all-too-often occurrence. But today was different; the image within her own mind, brought forth through the description of what she was about to bear witness, was weighing upon her. She had been provided nothing more than words - oral and written accounts of what would soon lie before her, but her mind-controlled the narrative, and there was no escaping the image it had conjured.