[ WP ] On the outside , everyone looks like normal humans . Inside , we 're literally unique .

My assistants placed another body on the tray. I looked at the tag on his toe: # 327. 
 
 I neatly arrange my tools on the tray, then scan the corpse with my eyes, wondering what this one is hiding. I grab a marker and trace the dotted lines I'm meant to cut. Shoulders to chest, and then downwards. Standard procedure so far. 
 
 I grab my scalpel and spin it between my fingers a few times before gripping it, ready to cut. I press the cold blade against his flesh, apply some pressure and slide it along the marked line. A blue liquid squirts out of the fresh wound. My assistants step back to prevent the liquid from staining their lab coats. I stay put, waiting for the leaking to end. As the pressure gets lower, the liquid starts flowing down the table drain. I remove my goggles and wipe the liquid off, then change my mask. 
 
 I make two more incisions, following the markings. The blue liquid flows down his body and into the drain, without squirting violently and staining our coats this time. I open the flaps of skin as my assistants pin them to the table by inserting large needles into special holes on the table. 
 
 *'' This all feels like high-school biology class again. `` * I think to myself as I analyze the insides of the individual: a purple tube going from his mouth to what looks like one large sack of air, light blue in color. Above it, what seemed like ribs, but had more ramifications and looked stronger. They were black in color. 
 
 Below all this was a spherical organ, dark blue in color. I tap it with the blunt end of my scalpel. Sounded empty, but had a thick shell. 
 
 So far, I had the respiratory and digestive system. I used my laser to cut the ribs, then removed the `` lungs''. Behind them was... oh goodness. A living parasite. It was a big, blue worm that was connected via arteries to all of the veins. It was also connected to the `` stomach'' through a tube similar to a colon. 
 
 `` Step back.'' I said. `` It may lunge out.''. I barely finished my phrase as the parasite disconnected itself from the spine and leaped towards one of my assistants, tubes still attached. It was about to land on his face. With a quick hand motion, I threw my scalpel towards it. The blade penetrated its body, coming out through the other side. The parasite fell to the ground in front of my assistant. Poor boy was frozen in fear. 
 
 I take a quick peek at it and notice its razor sharp teeth surrounding the oral orifice. It looked like a really big leech, only creepier. And blue. Laughing, I remove the thing from the ground and cut all the tubes before throwing it in a special container. 
 
 `` Tough day, huh? It's getting kinda late.'' I say as I lean on the table. `` We should leave it at this and continue tomorrow. Johnny, lock this bad boy back in. And Jim, wipe that horrified expression off of your face, those things happen a lot. This is why you have to be on your guard.'' 
 
 `` T... Thanks, Mikey.'' Jimmy muttered before placing his notepad and pen down on a cabinet. 
 
 As we locked the morgue door and made our way upstairs, we heard banging on the steel body safes, accompanied by cries for help. 
 
 `` Damn undeads...''
