"Aaaaha, that's it!" She grabbed a pencil and started jotting things down on the page. Ruby watched her with curiosity. Scarlett scribbled in her notebook ferociously, the theories spilling out of her head. "I knew it; all I had to do was recalibrate the controlling mechanism that synthesized the DNA." She said excitedly. Ruby watched her intently, excitement filling her face. "Now all I need to do is take the hair, splice it into three parts and set the calculations to plus ten thousand. That should pull out the entire DNA that is needed to create the image!" Scarlett jumped up from the couch, ran to the table in the hallway and snatched up her purse. "C'mon Ruby we have a killer to profile," she said as the room stretched and Scarlett ran through the ripple that was formed. Ruby faded away and followed her to the lab.
**
The room stretched and a ripple appeared. Scarlett jumped into the lab and sprinted over to the DNA Amplification Profiler. She opened the door to the freezer next to machine and slowly pulled out a glass vial. Twisting the top off slowly, she used tweezers and pulled out the small strand of frozen hair. Placing it on a square glass board, she cut a tiny piece off and then carefully placed it in the tray on the Profiler. Punching in some codes and pushing a button, the machine whirred to life and sucked in the piece of hair. Scarlett stared at the machine impatiently mumbling to herself for it to hurry up. Ruby appeared next to her, and stared at the machine too.
Scarlett had fallen asleep as she waited for the machine to beep, telling her that the results were in. Feeling cold, she jerked awake, wiping a little drool from her chin. She looked around and saw that Ruby had disappeared, and then noticed a flashing red light on the DNA Amplification Profiler. "Oh my god, it's done," she said as she pushed off the counter she had been leaning against and half ran to the machine. Pressing the flashing button, the machine whirred and lights started to move around the center console.
Along the graph lines formed and shapes started to appear. Scarlett stood, gazing in awe, she couldn't believe that after all this time she would finally see who it was that killed her friend. Just then the temperature in the room dropped, and Ruby appeared next to Scarlett. She stood there staring at the machine, and then turning to Scarlett. She had the most wonderful, shocked look on her face. All Ruby could determine was that the machine was working and they would finally get a face to the person who killed her.
"It's working isn't it Sam," Ruby said to her, not really asking a question, but stating what she already knew. Ruby could see the joy in Scarlett's eyes, which made her kind of sad, because she couldn't feel the warmth that seeped out of her as she watched the machine finalize the image. Scarlett watched in amazement as the lights turned into curves, and the curves formed a face.
The 3D image showed a man. He had a square jaw, with a scar running across the chin. His eyes were narrow and dark, and he had a nose that seemed to take up most of the middle of his face. His brows were large and bushy, and he had a huge mole on the right side of his forehead. His hair was short, but dirty looking and dark. His shoulders were broad and very muscular, like the male body builders you see on television. The look of his hands frightened Scarlett. They were abnormally large, and thick, they looked like they could crush anything with one squeeze.
After staring at the image, Scarlett pushed a yellow button and the image printed out onto photo paper. Tearing it off, she stuffed it into her purse and motioned to Ruby, telling her that they were going home. The room stretched and Scarlett stepped through the small ripple that formed.
***
Scarlett stepped through the ripple, pulled the image printout from her purse and tossed the purse on the table. She walked through the hall, staring at the image. Her body trembled with rage, as her hair started to change colors. She caught a glimpse of it in a mirror on the wall and cursed. "Calm down," she scolded herself. Walking into the kitchen, she tacked the print out on her tack board, then walked down to her bathroom, to melt her anger away with hot water. After her scolding shower, Scarlett climbed into her bed, and almost passed out, but drifted into a dreamless sleep.
