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November 10, 2003
Autopsy
Another hundred words...
Her dyed red hair cast a colored glow on her white lab coat as she began the autopsy. She stepped on the pedal activating the tape recorder.
“October 29, 2003.
23 year old male. DOA—motorcycle crash—no helmet.
Severe facial lacerations.
Open fracture, left humerus.
Shattered left elbow.
4mm puncture through scrotum and into right inner thigh.
Left foot, tibia, fibula & femur crushed.
Opening abdominal cavity:
Holy shit! Cancerous tissue on both lungs, the liver, and the pancreas.
Hey John, check this out.”
Doctor Lewis stepped up to the table, “Wow. He’d have died anyway—three months, tops.”
Posted by james at November 10, 2003 10:39 PM
Comments
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