I work in a morgue

It was the middle of the night, I was bored, so I decided to play some dead bodies like they were instruments. It isn't something I am proud of, but I decided to play a dead body guitar, dead body drums, and two dead body maracas. So I cut off four arms and connected each one to a string to make the guitar, found some big pieces of metal to use as cymbals and connected arms to those too, and filled two stomachs with washers to use as maracas. Then I started to play... the most beautiful, awe inspiring music I had ever heard came from my hands. It sounded like a beautiful dark angel was singing into my ears, the music made my life, I decided I had to play it every day. Then I heard clapping. I looked up, and all of the dead people in the room were standing up and clapping, grinning at me. So I kept playing, and they all started dancing, it was beautiful... for awhile. Then I tried to stop, but they said they hadn't heard music in so long and it was like the heavens were speaking to them, they made me play forever, and the beautiful music never stopped. <br><br>Edit: some people didn't get the end so I rew Winds it a little bit.