“A chill rolls through me and I feel the heat of my forehead. I shine the light down on my leg. It’s all red and swollen around the cut. It doesn’t look good. It doesn’t smell nice. I push on the side of the wound and a small amount of dark liquid seeps out, almost black in color and thick like oil. I am so fucked. I cup my hand over the end of the light and shine a trickle of it around the container. Dawn and Donna are curled up. Donna snores and Dawn moans. Ray is crashed on t...he bunk above them, karate suit and a bottle of booze. Karen and Eddie are on another bunk. Tyler must be above me. Tyler must be exhausted after working on Dawn for that long. He removed the remainder of Dawn’s hand at the wrist joint, sewed up the big arteries and veins, packed the whole thing with triple antibiotic ointment and then glued the flap shut. Kept talking about the Civil War and how they used to do it back then. He seemed to be happy to have something to do, even as unpleasant as it was.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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