The Morgue

On the drive over to the City Morgue the rain somehow managed to get even heavier than before. Massive droplets hammered the roof of Maria’s shitty company car and bounced off the ground, throwing up a thin mist. The short run from the car was more than enough to soak her through to the skin, for once she was glad she had gone with the black shirt today,

She didn’t bother going to the front desk or signing in, instead using her ID card to head straight for the Head Coroner's office. One perk of the job was a ID card that could open pretty much every door in the city, as far as she knew there were only four doors her card could not open. Only one of those doors could be considered to be on this planet so it was fine otherwise.

She decided to knock on the Head Coroners door, sometimes it was good to wander in unannounced but that was only when she suspected someone might be feeling guilty about something. The rest of the time it was a good way see things she didn’t want to see. Outside of the cult activity that was more popular in this city than smoking, she had walked in on more people having a little “fun” in the office than she could count.

Still, the Coroner had been getting on her nerves of late so maybe making her a bit nervous was worth it.