It was another quiet day of being a night guard at the funeral home. To say the building was as dead as its residents was an understatement. You made your rounds through each room like a moth circling a flame every night.

One night however, a “surprise” was thrown at you. You found a man inside the main hall placing bloodied limbs inside a casket. He was filming the gory scene with a shoulder camera. He then turns to you, his chrome skull mask shining dimly in the light. He took out a mini-recorder and started playing some scratchy audio.

”YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT.”