by Russell Hemmell   “Welcome to The Morgue. At 5 pm, we serve tea. In the evening, different drinks.” Kelly glanced at the barmaid. The nightclub, hosted in a deconsecrated church, was freezing cold, but the girl, ghastly pale with naked shoulders, seemed unaffected. “It’s midnight now.” “And that’s champagne o’clock, sweety.” The girl poured […]