Dusk spread over the autopsy table, and the ribs were covered with hickeys.
Use kiss marks to forge body spots, use love words to tamper with the time of the crime, and get lost in every second until the bloody marriage contract takes root in the chain of criminal evidence. Holding the rusty wedding ring and cutting open the second hand of the clock, the silver ring with the bullet hidden in it is melting - it turns out that all two-way redemptions are betrayal, and all criminal investigation files are unsent suicide notes.
The files were rustling on a rainy night, and in the last autopsy photo, the pupils were filled with amber lies.
Concept: Crime is the amber of time, sealing the unhealed scabs of survivors