As Adrian stepped through the heavy door into the dimly lit morgue, a profound and chilling silence enveloped him like a thick fog. The atmosphere was unsettling, the kind of stillness that clung to the air, amplifying the weight of the moment and casting an oppressive shadow over everything. Inside the sterile room, he found Lena already present, her figure cast in silhouette against the harsh, fluorescent light that illuminated the stark surface of the autopsy table. It was an eerie scene, and beneath the crisp white sheet that draped over the table lay the latest victim of an ongoing tragedy—Jane Doe #5. Earlier that day, Reyes had taken it upon herself to retrieve the lifeless body from the grim scene by the bridge, a place shrouded in both despair and mystery. However, she had departe
