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I've always had a fascination with death.

I guess it's not uncommon, especially for people who work in hospitals. After all, death is something

that none of us can avoid, no matter how much we may want to. Death comes for us all. I just didn't

think it would come for me while I was in the prime of my life. I didn't think it would come for me

on a Tuesday night while I was at work. And I certainly didn't think it would come for me on a Tuesday night while I was in the prime of my life. I didn't think it would come for me on a Tuesday night

while I was at work, and I certainly didn't think it would come for me in the form it did.

I watched Nurse Shelley walk away down the hallway from my security desk, thinking about what she would look like with her scrubs off.

She definitely works out, no doubt about it. Or maybe it's all the walking she has to do.

You're going to get written up for sexual harassment one of these days, the other security guard,

Aguilar, says. I pry my eyes away from Shelley's rear end and look up at Aguilar.

I'm just looking, I say. You're staring. There's a difference. Shrugging, I sneak one more

glimpse before checking the clock. It's about time to lock up the morgue, which is something

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