The toe tag that hung from the right big toe of her stiff, contorted feet stated that she had expired in a car accident some hours before. A few moments later, the cart containing Saema’s bagged corpse arrived at Receiving Room 22, the room designated by the technician earlier. After one of the men transporting her body swiped his card into the digital locking system, a green light clicked on and he pushed the large metal door open. Cool air rushed out into the hallway. This room was kept at a much lower temperature from the outer halls, which, while cool enough to keep further decomposition at a minimum, weren’t as cool as this incoming room or, naturally, the freezer amateur rooms where bodies were stored for longer durations. 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