Identity V Embalmer Novels & Stories

Ember slowly walked upstairs, the keys hanging around her fingertip kept jingling while her other hand is holding a folder. The folder was given by Raverine before she left his restaurant. The folder has the picture of his mother named Jelita Agustine attached to a paper with Jelita’s personal information. Ember also saw a lot of personal information about Calil Heresy including Calil’s involvement in an undercover organization or similar to an underground economy.

I ask. “Why should i be? You have no power to do that, ” he said and grinned. He is really confident that there's no one that can beat him. “Tonight” he whispered and walked away. BACK IN THE CITY IN AN HOSPITAL A doctor pushes a body into the mortuary while humming a song tone to himself. Since the body's family are yet to come claim him, they decide to embalm the body till the family is there. He removed the clothes of the corpse and some other things that need to be gotten rid of.

Do I really need to be hurt and lose something just for that plan? "The papers for cremation are ready. We'll just inform you when the cremation will start." I looked to the side of the door when I heard someone speak. And then I saw a morgue personnel, wearing a green overall. "Okay, miss. Thank you." It was Aling Bebang who replied, and I was grateful to her for it. Because I couldn't speak without stuttering. In fact, I might cry again if I replied to what she said. I straightened up from my seat. I looked at the lined-up cadavers here. But my gaze stopped at one cadaver...particularly at my grandma's.

But it's his attitude, it’s the smugness in his eyes when he looks at me, like he just knows I'm one step away from tripping and falling and failing completely. I'm not the kind of person who gives up without a fight and if Jacob thinks I'm going to go running to him, he's got another thing coming. My phone rings as I'm pulling out of the parking lot. It’s not a number I know but has a local area code. “Hello?” I answer. “Hi, this is Thomas Martin from Martin Funeral Services. Is Ms. Walker available?” “This is her,” I reply. “Hello, Ms. Walker. I have the remains of Mrs. Kimberly Walker available for pickup.”

I took my sunglasses and wore them to cover my visible emotions. We walked through the cemetery door to Ebuka's final resting place, the earth had been dug and the coffin containing his remains stood beside the open ground. His wife and kids stood beside the coffin all of them dressed in black, after the prayers for Ebuka's soul, his remains were lowered underground.

“They’re about to transport to the morgue.” I walked toward the ambulance and the EMT standing near the back doors took one look at my face and stepped aside without being asked. I pulled back the sheet. Mid-forties, plain features, nothing remarkable about her except for the tattoo barely visible behind her left ear. Three claw marks. Viktor’s pack symbol. Kade confirmed from behind me. “We suspected but now we have proof.” I looked at the EMT who’d backed up several feet. “I’m taking the body.”

consternation of the Laskers, left the family business to become an undertaker. Sensibly, he explained that the grocery business was subject to the vagaries of weather and suppliers, while death brought a long-lasting clientele. No one was more affected by Jake Blum's desertion than his young wife, whose stomach churned at the prospect of sharing her home with corpses. Ida was in love with life, and she found funerals depressing. Nevertheless, she tried to be a good companion. Even if she did not know the deceased, she could be seen weeping copiously at the graveside. Her ostentatious displays of compassion earned Jake the business of more than a hundred funeral associations that had sprung

A journalist was seen interviewing some of Vers fans at the location. "This is crazy, we love our idols so much, it's impossible to do things that can hurt them, whoever it is, if we meet them, we will definitely finish them off" The screen returns to the anchor. "Further news, today the cremation process will be carried out for the late Eric Karmen who passed away due to illness last Sunday. The body of a successful businessman who left many children and grandchildren can finally return from a hospital in the United States after a complicated and lengthy administrative process. According to a family speaker, the big family plans to scatter the ashes tomorrow morning in the North Sea behind

The nurse looks at Ivan asking for permission and Ivan gulps his saliva down, getting ready to control her. " You have to be strong, baby." He murmured near the ear of Ember and Ember looked at him with her painful gaze. Nurse opened the locker, her legs got goosebumps when the wind of the refrigerator touched her skin. She is still looking at Ivan and Ivan is looking at her, trying to understand her silence. The nurse pulled the drawer out on which Mr William's dead body was present. " Baby look there." He said softly and she averted her gaze from his face to her father's dead body. The nurse was working on untying the plastic, in which Mr William's dead body was kept.

The crematory operator sat on the curb with his head in his hands. "Mrs. Nott!" The director rushed toward me. "I'm so sorry. I don't know how this happened. We have procedures. We have checks. This has never happened before in thirty years." "What happened?" My voice came out sharper than I intended. He gestured toward the gurney. Toward the paramedics loading someone into the ambulance. "Your husband. He's alive." The world tilted. "What?" "The crematory operator was doing the standard pre-cremation examination. Checking for pacemakers, metal implants, anything that could cause problems during cremation. And he..." The director swallowed hard. "He found a pulse."