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THE CORONER
Shortly before becoming half crazed with terror beyond comprehension, before fumbling frantically for the light switch that wouldn’t work, and before he saw the gaping cavities of the disfigured dead he had recently autopsied move toward him with outstretched arms, Sully Brooks, Coroner, started his graveyard shift in the damp basement of Harper Medical Center.
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