Stories from the morgue… by which we mean diving into the seas and thoughts ##


Inside the morgue

Dr. Muhammad Al-Sheikh, from whom we are narrating the story, says that he was sitting in his office to finish some important matters related to his work, only to be surprised by an urgent mission whose hero was an AIDS patient who committed suicide according to his story, which he tells in a way that may be dramatic and filled with interludes that increase the follower’s desire to complete the story, as Awan narrates it. Egypt as it was dealt with, without addition or subtraction, in the dialect and manner in which it was narrated.

He says, “I am sitting in the office finishing some things and I intend to stay up late and I am in a good mood… Shaaban came, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and the following conversation took place between me and*

Be careful if you are weak of heart ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Sir, there is a signal that came

Tell me, what is the signal that came?

He said there was a request to move to a private hospital in Yaris to perform an autopsy on the death of a suicidal AIDS patient *

It is good to say that we do not explain cases of AIDS, we are satisfied with discussing the corpse only *

I said, by God, President, I am a newcomer… It is me, Souad, sitting under…. They replied and said okay, just discuss it *

Ok, look at me, Shaaban Yasser, and let him prepare the Arabic and come with me, don’t bring anyone else.*

Where are you coming, Chief? When you say there is an AIDS case… God bless you *

Angrily, I shouted at Shaaban. I said, “You are the one who will come, not anyone else.”

God suffices me, and He is the best disposer of affairs for every oppressor. By God, if anything happened to me, I would lose myself and go to the morgue, all blood. I will go down, President, and get ready, Yasser.

We took help from the hardship, for God’s sake… I put on the jacket and went downstairs, Yasser was ready and Shaaban had a face on his face, so we headed to one of the private hospitals in Heliopolis… It was clear that the family was outside in a state of deep sadness, so I asked them as usual: What happened? … His sister donated the conversation and said that he was traveling to work in one of the southern African countries, and there he was infected with AIDS because of a relationship with a girl, so he came back, and since that day he has been saying strange things, strange things, and strange behavior. I asked her, “What is his behavior like?” … She said that he was saying that he had a fairy in love with him and that he was doing strange things.. He was able to hold cards from a distance. He would stand far away and look at a piece of paper until it was burning and say that this fairy belonged to the girl he had an affair with in the African country because she was a witch and that he wanted to get rid of her. But she told him that she would only leave him with death, so when he said that he wanted to get rid of her, he would sit writhing in pain on the floor. … We took him to a psychiatrist, and all kinds of treatments failed, and people were running away from him when they found out what he had, until we woke up to the noise of the neighbors, that he had thrown himself off the building. ***

I entered the morgue…the boy was sleeping peacefully and he looked like a young man with reasonable features and there was nothing strange…I looked around the corpse as usual and nothing happened and it was completely normal…

Recording began: The corpse of a young man in his thirties, of average height and build, wearing black training pants, a blue T-shirt, and gray underwear. The clothes all had traces of dust and tears consistent with those seen as a result of falling from a height, and the bloody sediment was a dark purple color on the background of the corpse, except for the places where it was reclining. The corpse’s decay has not yet become apparent, and the body is in a state of stagnation, interfering with the preservation factors in the refrigerator. The following injuries have been revealed in it: … *

I stopped recording and started wearing my gloves, and Shaaban was standing at the door, so he said, Are you too lazy to come in or what?… He said no, just for the sake of breathing, boss, and I will leave you to rest… I saw the look that he was afraid of, so he immediately put on my gloves. I started turning over the body carefully, not wanting to touch anything. It was clear that the injuries were all traumatic injuries and fractures that are completely consistent with the incident of falling from a height, but there is a very big problem. These injuries are not vital!! These injuries occurred after death, and it is known that when some people fall from high heights, they may die of heart attacks during the fall, but their injuries remain vital. As for this case, no… there was a certain time interval between death and the fall… the eye of a friendly forensic doctor can never be mistaken, which is a problem in itself. It is a very big problem because this corpse must be dissected even though it is a corpse infected with AIDS and even though we do not have sufficient equipment to deal with AIDS cases, and therefore I am faced with Two choices… Either write these two words and tell the prosecution to ask the police to conduct investigations, and most likely the prosecution will send them to the morgue… Either we answer from the other and we request an autopsy… It was and we requested that the body be transferred to the Zeinhom morgue and an autopsy be performed to reveal the truth of the death.

The rest is in the second story due to the length of the story. Thank you very much for visiting #*


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16 responses to “Stories from the morgue… by which we mean diving into the seas and thoughts ##”

  1. Dear Mohtarma Noga, 
Your posts directly hit like an arrow to the target 🎯
    This post too.

    How kind of you to like my post on CPC 🥰❤️💓♥️🌿🌼💕

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  2. This is interesting, dear Nougat.

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  3. It’s a fascinatingly beautiful story. Different topics attract attention on your blog. I wish you success 🙋‍♂️🐰🦋

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  4. Death, the morgue, AIDS, are strong elements for a disturbing story with its doses of terror. Excellent narration Noga.

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  5. Beautiful storytelling thank you for sharing. Love you lots 💕💕💜

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  6. This is very strong story!!

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    1. 🌺🌻🌹🌷😊🙌💕✨

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  7. This story is incredibly captivating and filled with suspense! The way you’ve woven together the complexities of medical forensics, psychological distress, and the supernatural is truly impressive. I can feel the tension building with every detail you provide, and the moral dilemmas the protagonist faces add so much depth to the narrative. The way you’ve drawn the reader into both the mystery and the emotional complexity of the situation is fantastic. Keep going, as I’m eager to see how this story unfolds! You’ve certainly got a talent for storytelling that leaves your audience wanting more.👍👌🎉

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    1. You inspire me to continue. Thank you very much, my brother Johnbritto. You are an example of a wonderful human being. May God grant you success

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  8. 🙏🌹🙌🏻🌹

    Aum Shanti

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    1. 🙏🏻💞👋🏻Good morning and happiness shivatje thank you

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  9. Excellent story and leaves me wanting to read more!

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    1. 🤗🙏🏻🌹🌹My darling, I wish you happiness, success and progress always

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