Nearby, hundreds of bodies lie in rows, wrapped in plastic bags and exposed to the sun. In the sweltering heat, decomposition is rapid.

The bodies are arranged according to when they were recovered.

At one end of the site, a tent offers free cremation services. At the other, forensic specialists use dental records to help identify victims whose bodies have become difficult to recognise.

Families face two options. Those who think they can identify a loved one by their clothing are taken to one area.

Most relatives, however, are directed to two television screens. There, a different ordeal begins.

More than 1,000 images of bodies flash across the screens in a sequence that feels endless. Many are swollen, have darkened skin or bear the marks of injuries, making identification difficult.

Families search for any trace that might help identify their loved ones – a tattoo, a bracelet, a piece of clothing, or an item from their home.

Sometimes there is a pause, a moment of hope. The two workers scrolling through the photos on an iPad zoom in on teeth, tattoos, or scars.

In front of one of the screens, a woman bursts into tears as she recognises her son thanks to a dusty blanket. Another woman, a stranger, embraces her.

A phone rings and breaks the silence. A young man whispers into the phone that he is trying to identify his mother. But he says the state of the bodies is making it difficult.

“This is like a horror movie,” Liliana González, a 60-year-old resident of Catia La Mar, says as she leaves. She had come to look for her aunt, but in the end identified her 37-year-old nephew by his tattoo. “He wasn’t on the list,” she says. “I had to look at the images.”

“I saw my mum when she died, but this… this isn’t the same.”

Modesta Alemán, 56, travelled from Carayaca, in western La Guaira, to look for her older sister Matilde. Her sister lived in Playa Grande – one of the hardest-hit areas.

“They told us there were no survivors,” she says. Volunteers later said they could hear voices calling from the building, “but no one could get them out”.

Modesta does not enter the makeshift morgue and waits outside while other relatives handle the identification process. Perhaps, she says, it is better this way.

The process can take hours. Once a body is identified, the arrangements to remove the remains begin. After identification, fingerprints are taken, if possible.

Then, the bodies are placed in coffins. Later, the paperwork for the death certificate begins – an essential document so funeral homes can collect the remains.

Jéssica Soto, 42, sits in a chair at the entrance to Los Silos.

For two days, she has been waiting for the remains of her 15-year-old daughter and three-year-old granddaughter, who got trapped in their apartment after the earthquakes. Their bodies were recovered on Tuesday, nearly a week later.

“They keep you waiting and waiting for the paperwork, the trucks, and who knows what else,” she tells BBC Mundo.

“They have had them there in a coffin, sitting out in the sun since yesterday. I have no choice but to wait and trust in God.”

Liliana says she panicked when she was told she would have to identify her nephew by herself. “But then, seeing me like that, two workers accompanied me to the body. They helped me find him so I wouldn’t suffer as much,” she recounts. “Thank God, because in a moment like that, it’s good to feel someone’s hand.”

Her aunt remains buried in the rubble. She fears having to return to the morgue in the coming days to repeat the process all over again.

[BBC]