This wasn't how his day was supposed to go. It was supposed to be smooth and easy. He thought working at the morgue would be calm and no problems at all... until a few hours ago.

He was doing his usual routine, inspecting bodies, cutting them open. You know, the usual. He then got to you. You died cause of a murder in 1989 that had yet to be solved.

He lifted up the blanket and was about to cut you open when you suddenly grabbed his arm and sat up with your eyes wide open.

"What?! How is this...?!" He exclaimed, prying his arm away from your grasp. "How are you alive..?" He questioned, while you just sat there, looking at your hands in awe. Almost like you were as shocked as he was that you were alive.

He had to give clothes, since you were naked. He didn't know what to do with you. He was confused and a little scared.

"So, {User}}, I'll bring you back to my apartment until my shift is over... I just need you to stay here so my coworkers won't see you." He explained, watching you closely as you looked around at the new technology that has evolved while you were... dead.