When he was in high school he had a part time job working at — a funeral home. Most of his job involved sitting at a desk during evening visitations, although occasionally he would assist the owner with picking up bodies.
He was working one evening when the owner told him he had to leave to pick up a body. The owner said he wouldn’t return until after closing, and that my friend should go ahead and lock up and go home.
The next day, he went to school, and wasn’t scheduled to work afterward. As a result, he didn’t go straight home, and when he did finally arrive, his mother said the owner of the funeral home was adamant that he call as soon as possible.
When he called, his boss asked him if he had come back to the funeral home late the night before. My friend replied in the negative and wondered why the question was being asked. The boss said he had picked up the body the night before, and since it was late, he’d had left it on the preparation table, covered with a sheet, to be prepared for burial the next morning.
The preparation room was in the basement, and was a cinder block room without windows, and with a steel door that only locked from the inside. When the boss arrived the next morning, and went downstairs to prepare the body, he found the door locked. Thinking his partner was inside, working on the body, he knocked, but got no answer. In fact, his partner arrived soon after.
Attempts to gain entrance to the room were unsuccessful, and they assumed the door was jammed somehow. They eventually called a mason to remove blocks around the door so they could get into the room.
When they finally gained entrance, they found the door had, in fact, been locked from the inside. In addition, although the body was still on the prep table, the sheet which had covered it the night before was on the floor between the table and the door.
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