Confessions of a Necrophiliac
I always had a fascination with death so there was no surprise I became a medical examiner.
Something about the cold lifeless body made me feel warm inside.
I felt powerful standing over the stiff slab of death. I began to enjoy my time in the chilled rooms I could talk for hours their attention would always be on me.
I never had to worry about being waved off or ignored behind the freezer like doors.
Grew up the scapegoat of my three older brothers never been the Read more