Nathan closed his eyes again, letting the fatigue take over. For the longest while, everything felt okay—quiet, peaceful, like any other night. The hum of the lights, the cold air, and the silence were all he needed to lull him back to a dozing state.
But then, the sounds came again. This time, louder. The rustling was unmistakable, echoing from somewhere in the morgue. Nathan’s eyes snapped open. His heart raced as the noise seemed to grow closer. He was alone, wasn’t he? Alone in this cold, desolate room.