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"We've got it! We've got a donor for Danny!" A blonde haired nurse runs to the front desk on the third floor. "Page Dr. Barnes. I already signed the paper work. C'mon!"

"Okay! uh, paging Dr. Barnes. Come to the front desk immediately!"

Dr. Barnes shortly after walks quickly down the hall. "Yeah, what is it?"

"Where's the paperwork? Is it a B-plus donor?" The doctor asks.

"Yes! Yes! We gotta get Danny to the operating room right away!"

"Hold on just a moment. We have to confirm the arrival from the other hospital with the data records."

"No time! It says everything on the sheet. Read it as I transfer him to the O.R.!" The blonde nurse pushes the doctor down the hallway as she carries a red plastic cooler with a kidney hidden inside.


The morgue was stale and quiet to the non-gifted with nothing to arouse the senses. Just a plain space with a desk area for hospitals to check in the deceased. Silent concrete floors and walls with a stucco ceiling mostly throughout as he walks down the hall to the back after greeting the secretary and showing his badge. The secretary waves him to the back as she enters medical transcripts for death certificates.

'Crack' Ben witnesses the draining of Decker's blood begin to seep down the drain into the mortician's table as soon as he walks in the door.

"Whoa! Wow, okay. Should I come back later?" Ben is startled by the sound and site. He briefly looks around the room to see several ghosts lingering around the room of the recently deceased. He blinks and remembers to pay no mind to them and focuses on Cid.

"Nah, it's alright. Unless you've got a weak stomach."

"I'm cool. ugh, I'm straight." Ben coughs.

"Okay then. I'll just let this here drain out." Cid says as he walks over to a sink where he washes his hands after disposing his latex gloves. "Franky said you wanted to see me?"

"Yeah. I need to see death records for a Man named Samuel Van Raul. Decker here has his Sammy's heart. I have reason to believe the deaths are linked," Ben says.

"Okay chief. Must have been a while ago. The name doesn't ring a bell," the coroner looked at Ben with a raised brow.

"I know when he died. He died last year on Christmas Eve. Car accident of some kind. I want to know the extent of his injuries incurred in the crash." 

"Just one moment, I'll be right back. I need to go see the secretary for that. Rigor mortis!"


"Ha, it was a joke. Rigor mortis. Stiffening of all the muscles after death. I mean don't move," The coroner smiles.

"Right. Gotcha," now Ben has the raised brow.

Cid leaves the room for a short moment and Ben hears the voices of several spirits in the room as they walk around Ben and inspect him. Making eye contact would be a big mistake so he watches Decker's body lay on the biopsy table as the body's blood drains.

Decker's arms jump up in the air for a short moment and fall to the table. It startles Ben and he jumps back about five feet and hits a wall just missing a small roll away tool table for biopsies.

Cid busts through the door hard startling Ben once again. He stops as he sees Ben Jump and asks "Boy, for a detective you sure aren't used to dead people. Doesn't get much easier does it?"

"Uh... Nope. So do you have Sam's file?" Ben tries to hide a smirk.

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