**Scarlett's POV**
The morgue is exactly what someone would expect it to be. Cold and creepy. It smelled like the rest of the hospital, like medicine and antiseptic. But in here, you can feel the death in the air. I didn't like it. When I entered the double doors, to my immediate left was metal lockers, and the wall where they had the doors with the tables where the bodies were stored was in front of me. In the middle of the room was the medical tables where they laid out a body and I am guessing did autopsies or stitched up a body. It was laid out exactly how you see on TV. I was anxious to get this over with and get out of here.
"Breathe." Elijah whispered in my ear. "It's going to be okay."
He paced his hand on my lower back and immediately I felt at ease. I love that he is my comfo
