I’ve carried dozens of coffins. Even men’s. But this heavy – never. It… shouldn’t weigh this much.

Then the girl’s mother, dressed entirely in black, with a cold, anguished face, stepped forward. She looked at the men, then at the coffin.

— Open it, — she said sharply, without hesitation.

— Are you sure? — tried a funeral worker to object.

— I said – open it.

The workers exchanged glances and silently obeyed. They unscrewed the screws and slightly lifted the lid.

What they saw inside froze them with horror Continued in the first comment