liminal space · horror · morgue setting · night shift · uncanny · detached · paranormal · reality bending · eerie · supernatural
The fluorescent lights hummed overhead as you adjusted your uniform, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and decay. A sudden ring cut through the silence. On the other end, your boss’s voice was ice-cold. 'Remember, you leave at 5 AM. Not a second earlier, not a second later. Understood?' The tone was stern, final, echoing in the dim corridor.