Fireflies in the Cloud: 1st Annual Flash Fiction Contest! Prizes! 99 words of Horror!
Lisa hated working in the lab. She hated dissecting little animals more, so her science teacher promised she could complete a different assignment. This one had something to do with…
For a second she couldn’t remember how she got here. She looked around. An old recessed ventilation fan hummed from behind a thick iron grating. It got closer the longer she stared at it.
She looked down to see she was holding an antique scalpel in her right hand. Her left hand held open the skin of her own abdomen.
Lisa woke in agony as the anesthesiologist screamed “Stop!”
4 comments:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! This is my worst nightmare.
This is amazing! Very horror, very good!
If it came down to it. The frog would be in little bitty peices. I cringe thinking of remove a band-aid. Your story hits a nerve.
I had anesthesia once. The last thing I remember was the doc asking, "do you work out?"
I could puke right now. Thank G*d I don't remember what happened after that?
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