Death Note

Ariana had only one hope for getting anything done for the day. And that was the magic pill she had awaiting her on her desk.

The magic pill had its own share of problems. Side effects are loss of memory and spontaneous episodes of anger. The dead body on the floor was evidence.

I had to do something… so I made a call to Dean in the coroner’s office. After days of twiddling my thumbs the autopsy came back. Death by ruptured brain blood vessel, likely from a loud enough frequency. “Like a magic-pill-deranged crazy woman?” I sighed. Here we go again.

“Sort of,” the coroner said. “Lovin’ You by Minnie Riperton was on repeat on the deceased’s headphones on max. It had been playing for 6 hours when we found the body. We’re putting this down as ‘death by high notes’. Sad.” I frowned, then said “Indeed. Great tune, though.”

The coroner chuckled. "Tell me about it. You know, that falsetto? Killer." He gestured towards the body. "Poor fella. Couldn't handle the diva." I nodded solemnly. "A fitting end for a music lover," I sighed. "Truly."