He finished setting up all the equipment quickly, keeping a close eye on the clock to avoid drawing any unwanted attention. His hands shook nervously as he adjusted each camera angle, driven by a mix of raw fear and fierce determination. He had no idea what he was about to discover, but he couldn’t keep living in constant fear without answers.
That night, Nathan chose not to go inside the morgue for his shift. He walked down the hallway like usual, but instead of heading for the morgue door, he turned and walked straight to his car, parked behind a thick tree near the hospital exit. His laptop sat open on the passenger seat, its screen glowing dimly in the dark night.
