Nathan watched in utter horror, his heart hammering in his chest as the black figure moved slowly through the morgue. It blended into the shadows, its shape barely discernible, yet its presence was undeniable. His eyes were glued to the screen, unable to look away, even as terror gripped him.
Then, as if in some horrifying synchronicity, two more figures crawled out from different cabinets, their bodies contorting as they moved with unnatural ease. They moved like shadows, their movements deliberate and eerie. Nathan felt his throat tighten, a cold sweat forming on his skin.