#morbidiisms

         ❝ Hey, uh -- is there a way we could maybe talk outside? ❞ AWAY from the corpses. Joe tried to ignore the churning in his stomach as he kept his eyes locked on the wall to his right. Somehow he’d been the one roped into checking the morgue to see if any of the bodies lined up with a missing person case. Scaling the side of a building? Awesome. Taking a gander at some dead bodies? NOT his cup of tea.  ❝ I don’t need long, I promise --- I just kind of need some fresh air. ❞

              " 'Scuse me doc'? They said I was supposed to come back here? Identify a... body for you? "

          ‘ So-- you weren’t jokin’ earlier when you said you work in a morgue? Ain’t that kinda... grim? ’ Says the serial killer. You know, she’d have such a dull job if it weren’t for men like him.