The Comfy Cartel: Corpse gets 'hired'

Welcome Corpse...

"Hi Lily, is this what you wanted to show me?"

Corpse looked up at Yvonne in horror.

What the hell? Is that blood!?

He instinctively sidestepped behind Lily, clutching her blazer while continuing to stare at Yvonne with eyes full of terror. Lily giggled, and once again placed her hand on his shoulder reassuringly.

"Yup! This is Corpse, I was thinking of putting him under your wing while he gets used to the work, before talking to Toast about giving him an upgrade." Lily gave Yvonne a nod, prompting her to take off her blood-stained glove, and stretch her arm out to Corpse.

He slowly let go of Lily and reached out for Yvonne's hand, giving it a light squeeze and shake.

"Hmm, I better give you lessons on how to give a proper handshake. Do you know what we do here Corpse?" Yvonne has now taken off both gloves and has placed her bucket and mop against a nearby wall. Stepping up to Corpse, she puts her hand on the small of his back, guiding him further into the room.

Corpse turns around to look for Lily to support him. She smiles at him, waving gently, before closing the door, leaving him alone with Yvonne.

"As you may have heard, I'm in charge of cleanups around here. But not the kinda cleanups you were thinking of.." Corpse cuts her off abruptly, voice cracking slightly as he does so.

"Dead people?" He was trying so hard to come to terms with it. He was starting to think that this had turned from an amazing dream to a vivid brutal nightmare. He gave his arm a slight pinch, watching as his skin turned white, then red, then back to its normal colour. It wasn't a dream. He wasn't waking up. And nothing hammered it home more than the body he saw, propped up against a crate, blood pooling at the waist and head, a weird symbol carved onto the left cheek, the letter C encasing a smaller letter c.

"Welcome Corpse, to The Comfy Cartel"