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Ethical Amputations

Trayrock, Present Time

Talen watched as the reporter spoke with the woman in the bed. The conversation was paced by the beeping of the machines – a drip of antibiotics or pain relief. He thought the former rather than the latter, as he doubted that the Van Helsings cared whether their test subjects were in pain.

The covers hid the fact that this woman was missing both legs.

“It’s an experiment,” the woman said, her face contorted around the constant flow of tears. “They are working on transplanting limbs. They say there is too little donation of organs and body parts, and many soldiers that need them. It’s only fair that we give to those in service. They took my legs,” she sobbed the words. “They took my legs.”

“I’m so sorry,” Jacinta was weeping. “I am so very sorry.”

The Medical Director made adjustments to the equipment. “You’ll be more comfortable now,” he told the woman.

“Please don’t leave me here,” the woman pleaded. “My legs are just the start. They’re coming back for my arms,
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softstep01
Dam, that got dark.
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Deborah Savoia-Pearl
Man oh man. Ten kinds of f*cked up. I hope they take those legs off of her and put them back on the other woman. Grand idea.
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gcas2
lots to digest in this chapter
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