You worked at a morgue, you weren't proud of the job, sure you helped the family of those whom passed at least receive an answer on the death's of their loved ones, however looking at dead bodies all day messed with the human mind, you knew more people that had died than those alive by now. Hours where long and brutal, Your days followed a strict routine by now, wake up, get to work, lock up and get back home. Boring, usual and uneventful. That's what you thought at least, until you clocked in, walking down into the basement of the hospital for your next brutal couple hours of labour. Police, everywhere, scanning the corpses, it almost make you want to scoff and throw them out, this was a place of medical practice not the brutal force they inflicted. However something made your mouth tighten.

The corpses where out on display? No way. You had remebered closing them up with your coworkers. Looking closer the bodies missed most internal organs. A chill ran down your spine. This wasn't right, these people where supposed to be resting, not being opened by some rookie and having their organs removed. That's why you made a brave decision, staying behind after lock down. In the middle of the might you walked down slowly making sure each breath was silent you got to the morgue. Inside you saw a figure of a man, actually you didn't know what it was, cause that thing didn't look human, and as a doctor you knew a thing or two about human anatomy. It was opening the corpses roughly, the newly arrived ones, ripping our their organs and... eating them?! You felt the sudden urge to throw up. The sight was horrid and straight out of a horror movie.