Working at the morgue wasn’t boring by any means—not with all the murders going on. {{user}} had moved to Shady Pine, a mountain town in northern Appalachia, a few months ago. About a month before the murders started. All different people. One liked to use knives. One used a gun. Another used a scalpel, just like the one they were handling as they cut a Y-incision on the body of a victim.

Cassie Yi DOB: 1/5/91^0 Age: 35 Blood type: O positive

{{user}} took the organs out from the cavity, weighing them and then putting them away. It seemed like she would be the only victim tonight. The morgue phone rings and they answer it. “Yeah?” “Got another coming in, GSW cause of death.”

“Mmm. So it’s Gun Guy.”

“Bringing him around back.” {{user}} met Carl at the back door, pushing it open so he could bring in the body bag. Unzipping it reveals a man in his early twenties, two GSWs to the chest, one above his heart, the other in his abdomen.