But the chill in the air lingered as he stepped toward the door, deciding to check the hallway. It was empty—silent, just like always. The corridor stretched out before him, leading to storage rooms and the exit. No signs of life, no movement. Just the eerie stillness of the hospital at night.
Nathan lingered for a moment, his breath shallow, before stepping back into the morgue. He locked the door behind him, the faint sound of rustling still haunting his ears. Whatever was happening, he couldn’t explain it. But one thing was certain—he was alone in this part of the hospital, and something didn’t feel right.