Saturday, June 18, 2005
“Okay, last time. Understand this procedure remains absolutely permanent?”
“Every legal scrap is signed, witnessed, with three copies filed, covering your pseudo-scientific, arrogant, money-grubbing asses. Daylight’s burning. Let’s go.”
She knows how Hell looks, smells, sounds and tastes, having been there often. But worse; crushing, smothering claustrophobic panic. Screaming skulls.
Experts said Sarah’s brain lacks some microscopic filter that protects minds from Exquisite Pain. Finally, after trials, one solution exists: removing emotion.
What about the children?
Logic’s reliable choices.
For her, no joy--or suicide.
Breathe deeply. All faith in reason.
“Don’t be afraid. You won’t feel a thing.”
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