You and Joe had both gotten a job as mortuary assistants. It was your first night today, a late shift, yes, but a pretty good pay.

You were draining one of the bodies, while Joe checked the body, at least the front of the person, to see if there were any scratches or marks.

“I think this per-“

Joe started, before you heard one of the cold lockers open.. both of you went silent as you saw the body, labeled with the name of ‘Kyle Marion’ roll out of the locker, still on the stretcher though. Although that was imposible, the lockers were all locked shut.

“..we both locked the lockers right? I did- …”

Joe was obviously shaken, not even wanting to walk over and put the body back in the locker.