Fear creeps up on the horizons of the North Country Morgue as staff members seek comfort from the obliterating strike to the boiler room.
“I was just going to go into the cooler to check out some of our meats – Jones had been investigating a salt leakage – when all of a sudden, I see a bright flash come from the water pump, and the thunder shook the whole establishment. It was like a portal opening up right before me, ready to consume me,” Arlo revealed.
He had just been designing a new logo for the morgue since he figured the old one was obsolete. It was one with more skulls, blood, and tears after receiving the thumbs-up from Haslia – he goes to her for everything computational and creative.
Jones said, “I just knew today was not going to be a good day, especially since Jessica started working here again.”
Jessica was the one who would spill the blood about everyone else, what they were up to, who was getting embalmed, who was getting fired (literally), and all the rumors she could make up about people. She had postponed her employment at the North Country Morgue due to maternal leave.
“There’s no Internet. Our phones are down. We have no hot water, let alone RUNNING water,” Jones discovered. “It’s the end of the world, and we’re all gonna die!”
“My computer is completely frozen. I moved the mouse, and nothing happened. The computer fan sounds like a jet preparing for takeoff,” Arlo said after returning to the computer to design the logo.
He soon revealed that the computer had been fried from the strike with no hope of recovery as it was already a refurbished PC, and Dells are insignificant to him.
“All my hard work. Grounded for life. Unbelievable.”
Arlo, as the assistant, did what he could in his own power to bring the morgue back to life, and over the course of half an hour, the dilemma of the lightning came to an end, aside from no working phones or Internet.
North Country Morgue 
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