Second Bell Armor Morgue Cradle

Second Bell’s morgue cradle holds an empty suit upright under trickle power, looking uncomfortably like somebody waiting in the dark. Broad clamps support the hips and shoulders without crushing seals. Warm, dry air cycles through the liner while diagnostic needles watch for coolant seepage, battery decay, and the slow growth of mildew in places no technician wants to smell twice. The frame is welded steel with replaceable rubber feet, built to survive a workshop rather than decorate one. A hand pump keeps air moving during outages. Crews call it a morgue because damaged armor goes in and, with luck, comes back ready to walk. Sometimes the name lands closer.