>Use Tori's Card on the Surgery Ward

You notice the morgue elevator is now plastered with warning signs...some familiar, some seemingly intended for less human visitors. A trail of gory footprints likely belonged to one of your...others...and the gunky remains of more garbage bags are heaped in the corners.

The queue of patients are long gone, and you pull out the I.D. card.

Your heart races, your ribs hurt and your eyes seem to vibrate softly when you hold it in your hand. You hope you know what you're doing.