Chapter 129: Doctor Thomas I

"Of course we aren't at the morgue." Damon rolled his eyes. "Can't you read the words on the building? Besides, they wouldn't bother with a morgue― they'd just toss the bodies onto the roadside for the wild animals to eat."

I gaped at him in horror. Then, Damon let out a sharp laugh. 

"Ha, you really believed that? What an idiot," Damon chuckled and he cuffed my head good-naturedly as I grumbled up at him. "It looks better on the inside. What's the point of wasting their money on making it look good, when there's nowhere else for the injured and sick to go?"

I could see the point of that argument, but I only began to believe it when we pushed the door open and walked inside. Thankfully, the interior of the tiny hospital wasn't as dilapidated as the outside. The white tiles looked old, but they were clean and unbroken.