Night 53: Autopsy Room 2
[From here.]
And it was dark. The bright white of John's flashlight only seemed to emphasize inky black shadows and pristine white tiles. When (if?) he got out of here, he resolved never to see another horror movie -- after all, what would be the point?
He ran his flashlight over the room, taking in the empty tables, the scale. It was obvious (or at least it was to John) what this room was for: he'd been in countless similar rooms since medical school. It seemed empty, so he headed towards the cabinets on the far side of the room. There must be something interesting in them.
And it was dark. The bright white of John's flashlight only seemed to emphasize inky black shadows and pristine white tiles. When (if?) he got out of here, he resolved never to see another horror movie -- after all, what would be the point?
He ran his flashlight over the room, taking in the empty tables, the scale. It was obvious (or at least it was to John) what this room was for: he'd been in countless similar rooms since medical school. It seemed empty, so he headed towards the cabinets on the far side of the room. There must be something interesting in them.