Davesprite
[Waking up in a morgue is always a weird process, even the fourth time around. By now it's familiar, sure, but what about the loss? The loss is always the question. As it stands, it really doesn't take long to figure it out when it means the absence of his wings and a brand new pair of legs. Thank god he grabbed pants before all this; he knew they could be useful for trading, but this way he has something to wear on them.]

[It also doesn't talk long for him to fall on his face. If nothing else, it gives him something to focus on besides the crushing worry for his travel companions.]

[His post goes up in the small hours of the night. He died past lockdown and revived even later; there's no real avoiding it.]


hey yall im back
hope i wasnt gone too long but i also dont see an obit for some reason
so either eve is playing even lazier or
i dont know what actually
did obits just stop
did the dead rise up and take over norfinbury
are you all a bunch of zombies out wandering and i gotta watch myself to avoid serving up some brain food to a dead friend
just kidding the shelves are still creepy and full of dead people as ever
but i have a quick question
can somebody teach me to walk
 
 
Mycroft Holmes
As some of you may or may not know, Doctor House and I participated in yet another morgue experiment. Obviously it went terribly wrong, as you may very well have realized with the last obituary.

[It's not his proudest moment.]

It is necessary however, to share the footage I took with you. I believe it may be more than self-explanatory, but there were several things of note, as you'll see shortly. It would be helpful if others--namely whoever sees this broadcast--would assist in analyzing it, especially those of you who have experience with similar encounters.

The location was the hospital morgue, and I was in the elevator shaft recording, Doctor House placed his tablet in the door to break it open, we had assumed the cloaked figures would return. I was planning on stabbing one with sharp rubble tied to my umbrella. After all, they brutally murdered my little brother.

[Mycroft frowns, he's oversharing a bit too much there. Odd.]

Right. Well, here is the video.

[He plays the file.]