"No way. The nightmare still isn't over?"
Detective Sasaki's scalp prickled instantly. He turned his head even more stiffly than the corpse from before, unsure where to look.
Far too many of the compartments were making knocking sounds!
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Knock, knock, knock!"
One dull, uncanny knock after another hammered heavily against Detective Sasaki's heart.
"This is impossible. Why are there so many?"
He gasped for breath, his body half limp as he sank to his knees.
The relentless knocking stopped all at once. Then the morgue compartments were pushed open from within, one after another, and deathly pale hands reached out.
The next moment, corpse after corpse sat up and stared expressionlessly at Detective Sasaki.
"Amitabha! I shouldn't have lost my senses and disturbed your peace after death. Please forgive me! Forgive me!"
Detective Sasaki broke down completely. He prostrated himself on the floor, knocking his head against it over and over.
"Give... it... back-"
All the corpses roared in unison.
This time, Detective Sasaki finally heard what the corpses were accusing him of. He frantically felt around in his pocket, pulled out the platinum wedding ring, and threw it straight onto the floor as though it were a hot potato.
Every strange thing had happened after he stole that ring!
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have let greed get the better of me and stolen anything! I'll never do it again!"
Detective Sasaki remained prostrate, repeatedly knocking his head against the floor, hoping to earn the ghosts' forgiveness. He had no idea how long he had been doing it. His forehead was beginning to bruise when he raised his head hopefully.
I've prostrated myself and apologized so sincerely. Even ghosts should understand my sincerity now, right?
He saw countless corpses surrounding him, their