Dean walked through the morgue, still close to Mika’s back and gulped a bit when he saw the bodies.  He didn’t have a weak stomach typically, but there was something about throat wounds that just made him queasy.  He snarled his nose, and cleared his throat to hide his discomfort, before leaning over one of the bodies, his hands in his pockets, staring at the deep bite wounds in the neck.

“Looks like a Tiger or a Lion…”, he muttered absent mindedly along with the doctor, while Mika flipped through the file, “There’s not a zoo here.  So, maybe someone has some illegal animals locked up somewhere and one got loose…”

He shrugged his shoulders, his eyebrows raised as he peered over at Mika, who was already picking up gloves and a scalpel.  He watched her intently, until she summoned him.  Quickly walking over to the body, he leaned down peering into the wound as she separated it with the scalpel.

Looking up at Mika with a quizzical look, he shrugged his shoulders, “Bears maybe?  I swear it looks like they were chewed up by something big, but it doesn’t look brutal enough for a dog bite…”

Dean pulled a glove from the box, only putting the one over his right hand, and spread his fingers the width of the wound, to show how wide the bite had to be, “I mean, this thing had some chompers…”