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Bone Powder
One flash of the scalpel, and the assistant’s pinkie finger comes off. It tumbles to the floor, landing on sawdust. The assistant recoils and clutches his bleeding hand. He doubles over, clenching his teeth to block a scream. I don’t know why he bothers. His scream couldn’t be more chilling than the patient’s terrified howl. The surgeon doesn’t stop. He pushes deeper with his knife into the patient’s upper arm, pink yielding to purple. The knife jams on bone, so he tosses it

John Lombard
2 days ago
