counting on it. He seemed to be swallowing his fear and stepping up. “Good job Matt, now let’s get this over.” I turned and kicked the door near the latch point, almost knocking it off its flimsy hinges. I looked in and almost started gagging. It wasn’t the normal bathroom smell, it was Marco sitting there, his head rolled back, resting against the back wall, tongue hanging out of his mouth. I could tell he had bit it at some point but no blood was oozing out and that is never a good sign. Usually that means the heart was not pumping anymore. I reached out and touched Marco’s neck, like they do in all those medical TV shows, looking for a pulse and not finding one. I tried something else from those shows and opened one of his eye lids. A yelp escaped my lips as I jumped back a step. His entire eye was filled with blood. Now it was my turn to start breathing hard. Matt reached out and touched my arm.
“I’m ok, just wasn’t expecting that. Jesus, I think he’s dead. What are we going to do with him? We can’t call anyone and we can’t leave him here, people have to use the restroom.” I was biting back my fear but couldn’t get my mind settled. I haven’t smoked in six years but right now I could happily light up and smoke an entire pack.
Thank God for Matt. It was his turn to step up and take the reins. “Let’s put him in the supply closet, no one is going to be going in there, since no one is working anyway.”
“Damn good idea. Ok I’ll stay here, see if anyone will come and help. Make sure they have gloves. Actually just go grab Brian, he’s ex-military and I’ll explain it to him when he gets here. Thanks again Matt for everything. You have been more then helpful today.” I patted him on the back. He gave me an awkward “awe shucks look” and took off.
I decided It was stupid hanging out alone in the bathroom with Marco’s body so I stepped outside the door into the hallway. I tried breathing deep but then noticed I had the damn mask on. I went to take it off then remembered I had touched Marco’s eye and neck. I stood against the door and waited as patiently as I could. “Maybe I can learn to breathe through my eyes.”
Soon Brian came around the corner and down the hall. Brian is a mountain of a man. Easily standing 6 foot 7 and I swear he was either a runt Sasquatch or a big bear. He had blonde hair but kept it short. His beard reached down to his chest. The man’s forearms made my thighs look small. You would think he was a really mean guy, but in reality was the nicest guy you would ever meet.
“Brian, Mathew and I need some help. I don’t want to freak out the office but we found Marco in the bathroom. I can’t find a pulse and pretty sure he’s expired. We need your help to move him to the supply closet. Think you can help us out?”
Brian dropped his head and shook it a little. “Fuck, I was just thinking about how Marco had gone back to New York to see family. I walked by his desk but didn’t see him so figured he didn’t come in. Well like my Master Sargent use to say, nothing to do but get to it.” Matt came up and handed the gloves to Brian, he was already wearing a medical mask.
“Dan, I grabbed the key out of your office, that way we can lock the door and no one can go in and be surprised or get infected, if they can with a corpse.” Matt dangled the key at me.
“Ok, go unlock the door and come back here to hold this door for us. We are using the one on this side of the building right?”
“Yeah Dan, no problem. Be right back.” He took off jogging down the hall.
Bryan opened the bathroom door and motioned for me to go first. I walked in and over to Marco, I stood there staring at him. “What’s up boss? You seem vexed.” Brian asked looking at me then back to Marco.
I ignored Brian for a second and kept staring at Marco. What is wrong with me I thought, what am I missing? Then it hit me, Marco’s head was laying forward on his chest. I