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“I mean, I’m always willing to take the skeptic’s route --” Salome muses aloud to the other woman in the morgue, though there’s a long enough of a pause to spit out the already congealing blood upon her tongue. It’s not the first time that a broken lip has been on the agenda, or an already half-formed black eyed, but the circumstances are certainly unique. “-- but I gotta say, if I can be completely honest, that a decade of experience hasn’t prepared me for t’corpse I’m working on just comin’ to life and casually trying out the whole murder circuit on for size.”















