“Toxicology is saying it was dexacyclypophine.”
“Easy for you to say.”
“Time of ‘departure’ was 0900.”
“Why can’t we say ‘death’ anymore?”
“You know why.”
“Social Positivity Act of 2341.”
A wry grin appeared on the forensic officer’s face as they both stood over the corpse of a middle aged male.
“Next of kin was notified.”
“Were they notified in a ‘positive’ manner?”
The wry grin disappeared as the forensic officer starred blankly at the detective.
“You know… ‘GUESS WHAT?! GREAT NEWS! YOUR FATHER IS DEAD! HA-HA!’”
“I doubt it. I’m sure the standard government condolence card was sent.”
“What? No shitty balloons?”
“Mocking government procedures is a violation of the Positivity Act.”
“I can positively say, that Act, positively blows.”
“Okay,” the forensic officer replied, hoping to end what could be an illegal conversation.
“Wait..”
“What?”
“Did he just move?”
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