Sherlock- QueenPost Reichenbach spoilers!
St. Bart's Hospital was a scary place at times. When the sun went down and the fluorescent white-washed walls emptied, the entire building gave off an aura of sickness and death. Even the cluttered labs became un-nerving with the lights out, with misshapen shadows thrown in sharp relief against the walls.
However, the mortuary was by far the most un-nerving of all the wings of Bart's. It was unsettling on a good day, but with the lights out and the rest of the hospital quiet and the general eeriness that covered everything between the late hours of the night and early hours of morning, anyone would be hard-pressed to not be bolting for the door. Only two people had ever really been un-phased by this atmosphere. One had once been the world's only consulting detective and had since spent a single cold night on one of the metal tables, wrapped in a bodybag.
The other person was Molly Hooper.
For such a sweet girl, she was not squeamish or superstitious or even f