The Undead's Personal Mortician

The Vanishing Corpses

Lily had been struggling with a sense of unease for days now. She missed Lucian terribly and couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. What was he hiding from her? Every time she thought about their last encounter at the underground mortuary, her heart clenched with worry.

She hadn't seen him in almost a week, and his absence only fueled her curiosity. But every attempt to see him during the day was met with excuses from his secretary. Was he really that busy or was he avoiding her? And if he was avoiding her, what did that mean for the two of them?

As she tried to focus on her work, thoughts of Lucian and the strange events of the past few days kept creeping into her mind. She couldn't ignore them anymore, but she also didn't know if she wanted to uncover the truth. Sometimes it's better not to know.

As the moon rose and the night grew dark, she toiled away on the bodies in the dimly lit mortuary. But by morning, they were always gone. At first, she assumed they had been quietly buried without her knowledge, or perhaps whisked away to another location. Yet as time passed, her curiosity only intensified. The contract she had signed prohibited her from prying into matters beyond her work duties, but she couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that something was amiss.

Determined to uncover the truth, she began staying late at the mortuary. She would hide in the shadows, watching and waiting for any sign of someone taking the bodies and what they did with them. But each night, she was left disappointed as no one came to claim them.

Growing frustrated with her lack of answers, she decided on a different approach. Instead of trying to catch whoever was responsible for the disappearing bodies, she turned her attention towards the mortuary itself. Sneaking around in search of clues or evidence, she hoped to unravel the mystery once and for all.

Lily sat in the dimly lit office of the mortuary, surrounded by rows of filing cabinets. She sifted through the dusty folders, comparing the records of bodies she had worked on to the ones that were missing. To her surprise, she discovered that not only were the files of the missing bodies gone, but also the files of the bodies she had worked on - they weren't even listed as buried.

Her heart raced as she realized what this could mean. Without any colleagues to turn to for help, she knew she had to be discreet in her investigation. As she closed up for the night and made her way home, her mind was swirling with theories.

But then, something caught her eye on the side of the road - a woman standing alone. She looked oddly familiar, but Lily couldn't place where she'd seen her before. Curiosity getting the better of her, she approached the woman.

"Excuse me," Lily said. "Do I know you from somewhere?"

The woman turned towards her, a warm smile on her face. "I don't think so," she replied kindly.

Lily nodded, feeling a bit foolish. "Sorry, I thought I recognized you. Have a good night," she said before continuing on her way home. But as she walked, a nagging feeling stayed with her - there was something about that woman that didn't sit right with her. And she knew deep down that it was connected to the mysterious missing bodies at the mortuary.

As she worked feverishly on the latest body, her thoughts kept drifting back to the mysterious woman she encountered on the road. There was something off about her, a strange energy that made Lily's spine tingle with unease. Despite her exhaustion, she couldn't shake the feeling that this woman was somehow connected to the recent string of grisly murders.

Determined to get answers, Lily took a detour on her way home and searched for any signs of the woman. She combed through every alleyway and side street, her heart racing with anticipation and fear.

Finally, she stumbled upon a small convenience store with a security camera pointed toward the road. The owner was hesitant to let her view the footage from the previous night, but Lily's persistence paid off.

The store owner's hesitation was palpable as Lily pleaded with him to show her the security footage. Finally, he relented and they watched the grainy footage together. Lily gasped when she saw the familiar figure of the woman she had seen on the side of the road last night. But what caught her attention was the car parked a few meters behind her - it was unmistakably Lucian's car.

Her heart raced as she struggled to make sense of this new development. Why was Lucian's car there? Was he involved in all of this?

Lily had more questions than answers, but one thing was clear - she needed to find out who that woman was. She couldn't shake off the feeling that she was a crucial piece in this puzzle.

As Lily delved deeper into her investigation, she purposely held onto one file from a recent body she worked on. She noticed that it had been marked as buried, but there were no records of where it was buried. This raised red flags for her - every other body worked on by the former mortician had a clear burial record.

And then it hit her like a ton of bricks - the mysterious woman could be one of the missing bodies. Lily's mind raced as she tried to make sense of it all. How could a dead body be standing on the side of the road? It didn't make any sense, but it was starting to become clear that something sinister was at play here.

Lily knew she had stumbled upon something much larger and darker than she had initially anticipated. The missing bodies, the erased records, and now the woman she saw on the security footage - it all pointed to a disturbing truth that she couldn't ignore any longer.

Determined to uncover the secrets lurking within the mortuary, Lily decided to confront Lucian directly. She couldn't shake the feeling that he was somehow involved in this twisted web of deceit. With her heart pounding in her chest, she made her way to his office after her shift ended.

Lily's heart raced as she approached Lucian's office. She had a gut feeling that he was responsible for the strange occurrences at the mortuary. As she reached his door, she saw that only his secretary, a middle-aged woman with a strained smile, was inside.

"Can I help you?" the secretary asked.

Lily squared her shoulders and spoke confidently, "I need to speak with Lucian about my findings. It's urgent."

The secretary's facade of politeness remained as she smiled. "Mr. Stone is in an important meeting at the moment. You'll have to wait till it's over."

Lily's eyebrows furrowed, suspicion creeping into her voice. "I've been waiting to speak with him for days now. It can't wait any longer. This is crucial," she insisted, her eyes locked onto the secretary's.

The secretary hesitated for a moment, her smile unfaltering, and said, "I'm sorry, but Mr. Stone gave strict instructions not to be disturbed."

Lily's pulse throbbed in her neck as she stared at the oak door. She clenched and unclenched her fists, debating whether to barge in or knock politely. The receptionist's rigid posture and stern expression made her decision for her. She took a deep breath and smoothed out her skirt, knowing she had to handle this situation delicately if she wanted to get past the formidable barrier standing between her and Lucian's office.

Without uttering another word, Lily turned on her heels and walked briskly toward the exit. She couldn't shake the feeling that Lucian's secretary was purposely obstructing her from reaching him. It only fueled her determination to uncover the truth.

As she made her way back to the mortuary, a plan began forming in Lily's mind. She needed to find another way to get to Lucian, bypassing his overbearing secretary. She pondered over her options, knowing that time was of the essence.

Driven by her desire for answers, Lily delved into research about the history of the mortuary and its surrounding buildings. After hours of scouring old records and archives, she found something else.

Hidden within the depths of a forgotten newspaper article from many years ago, Lily discovered a troubling connection between the mortuary and some local disappearances that went unsolved. It seemed that throughout the years, there had been a disturbingly high number of missing persons cases in the vicinity of the mortuary.

The article mentioned rumors and whispers of strange happenings within its walls, but they had always been dismissed as mere speculation. Now, with Lily's own discoveries and intuition leading her down this dark path, she couldn't help but wonder if there was more to those stories than met the eye.

Despite the dread that filled her, she knew she had to return to the mortuary. She couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something important waiting for her there, but at the same time, she was afraid of what she might uncover. Yet, she couldn't let go of her need for answers and closure. Tomorrow, she would face her fears and continue her investigation.