Then all the ugly implications and possibilities seemed to line themselves up - the fake "Man from Mars" on stereo... the old woman out there, ready to die, but in the meantime covering the fact that there was another patient in here... the door that would not open to her pass-key - and, lastly, a horrid vision of the "meat wagon" wheeling out of here some night, with a sheet concealing the fact that it carried not one cadaver, but two.