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Rebecca realized with a jolt of horror that the sigil wasn't on the bodies. It was etched into the palm of her own hand, glowing a bruised purple. The "free download" of her soul was complete; the mortuary wasn't her workplace anymore. It was her cage.

She peeled back the sheet on the gurney. Nothing. She checked the woman in cold storage. Nothing. Rebecca realized with a jolt of horror that

A wet, slapping sound echoed from the hallway. Slap. Drag. Slap. Drag. " she whispered

"Just another night, Becky," she whispered, her breath hitching. her breath hitching. Then

Then, she heard it—a voice coming from her own throat, but not her own words.