Bennett stood quietly, watching the last of the blood disappear into the drain. The steady hum of the embalming machine filled the room. His grandma took another slow puff from her pipe and shuffled some papers around. For a long moment... Neither of them spoke. Then Bennett looked up. “...Th

He looked up at an old whiteboard hanging on the wall. Printed across it was the outline of a human body, covered in faded markings from years of use. Grandma had told him it was for learning anatomy. “Grandma?” “Mhm?” She carefully inserted a needle into an artery. “Do you rebuild p

“But above all... never let the dead know what you're doin'.” Bennett turned around. “Well why, Grandma?” She looked at him over the barrel of the shotgun. “Because they ain't got no pleasure in the livin'.” #themorgue #horrortok #horror #salpoetry