It was a huge room filled with neat rows of steel benches, all about waist high and 80 meters long. Upon each bench were approximately 100 jars, each containing an organ floating in a luminous turquoise liquid so bright, it produced a halo that extended several centimeters beyond the walls of the jars.
‘What the—?’ Ophelia started.
She took another step forward, willing her eyes to adjust to the bright blue glow.
‘Are these human organs?’ she asked.
‘I’m afraid so,’ the man replied.
‘There must be thousands,’ Ophelia gasped.
‘To be precise, there are 3,417 filled jars,’ the man replied, looking at his disc.
Ophelia stared at the collection before her, trying to comprehend it. For a moment, she excused it on the grounds that medical students require something to practice on. But, as
