The Morgue

"Don't go into the morgue after 2:30."
That's the only rule on St. Mary's night shift.

Lila Rivera doesn't believe ghost stories-until the intercom calls her name long after it should be silent.
Down in the basement, the drawers don't stay shut.
The air tastes like iron and ice.
And someone-or something-has been waiting to add a new name to the list.

Two new hires vanished after breaking the rule.
Now the light's flickering again.

Some rooms aren't haunted. They're hungry.