Spending the night in a morgue is something I don’t recommend, especially without keys. Now the door leading into the body count are ALWAYS locked, and the stairwell was locked after 9. I was trapped in the vestibule. While looking in through the window into the morgue, I noticed a severely deformed man with no id tag. Thinking we may have mistaken one for dead. It soon came to my realization is he was a reflection.
Credit To: weston williams