The next day

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It was the next day and I was finally going to ask her. Her? You ask? Molly Hooper...

It was 10am and I was ready to go to morgue. I got my coat and swiftly walk out the door. Okay. You as to yourself
Stay calm.
Grabbing a taxi, it only take about 10 minutes to get where I want to be.

I nervously walk up to the doors that enter my lab and dump my stuff there. I walk into the next room.
Where is she? I think
She might be here, she's never ill and it's only 10:30 so she can't have gone out?
Looking a round I use my deduction skills to see if I could find anything.

About an half an hour later, I come across something.
Something you didn't want to see...

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