Other Derry Town - Morgue
The ticking sound of a water trickle could faintly be heard emanating from the depths of the morgue.
Even the murmurings of a man talking to himself could be heard.
"This force isn't bad, right?"
"It's a bit deep here, let me clean it up for you…"
"Just hold on a bit, it might be a little uncomfortable."
If one didn't know any better, they might think some necrophiliac creep had slipped in… Of course, it's not just anyone who can enter here.
Following the sound, the iron door swung open.
Inside the spotlessly clean dissection room.
A young man, clad in a white lab coat, was meticulously cleaning a female corpse on the "Corpse Cart" with a high-pressure hose, ensuring every inch of skin and every crevice was thoroughly washed.
Such 'deep cleaning' was something only Han Dong would dare to undertake.
The group of cowardly ghosts under the cart didn't dare to make eye contact with Miss Jane, let alone help wash.
