Remember Me.

Chapter 17: Myra

I scanned my key card, it made a low buzzing noise then several bolts clanked and the door swung open.
I had to repeat this three times. Each time it was getting colder and colder darker and darker and one step lower Benitez the ground.
Until finally I was in. It was freezing. Goose bumps rose on my arms and I shivered.
A man with a Russian accent greeted me, "hello miss Gordon I've been anticipating your arrival" he shook my hand.
"And you are?" I asked slowly.
"My name is Viktor Blakov I'm the chief forensic scientist here " he stated smiling.
"Don't mean to be rude Viktor, but I'm not here for chit chat what's the final verdict?"I'm snapped urgently.
He blinked and gestured to the plastic blind walk through door to the left, handing me a pair of scrubs.
"Errr I don't do 'scrubs' " I cringed at the thought. And just walked straight through the plastic.
For a morgue it smelled pretty good like Pino clean and air fresheners, I suspected as they knew I was coming they blasted the room with every decent aroma they could find.
The walls in this room were covered with silver capsule doors where the bodies slides in and out, i shuddered.
Lying on the table in the centre of the room was Aaron.
He was clearly naked but covered with a white sheet leaving only his feet and face out in the open. I looked away.
There was a siren and rapid beeping noises followed by a smash of a falling table I looked back quickly and gasped at what i saw.