I know my posts are coming slow AF but I’m still very active in my other ventures. Please bear with me!
Wanted to give y’all a sneak peek of MT2! So you’ll know it’s real! See below.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Dr. North grabbed some small scissors and snipped each of the brown stained threads, crusted over with blood. Slowly, Jermain’s lips began to part as the pressure released. Alex swallowed as he subconsciously felt the pain of sewn up lips. Dr. North then took his tweezers and grabbed the first thread. He slowly tugged on the string and it began to slip from Jermain’s lip. Towards the end it snagged and Dr. North tugged harder. The blood clots started to tear at the skin. Dr. North stopped.
“Sprayer,” he said.
Tillie retrieved a spray bottle and handed it to him.
He applied a light mist to the lips until the blood began to loosen and removed the stitch. He finished taking each stitch out using the same method and opened the mouth.
This autopsy had already been a little wired so Michael wasn’t surprised when Dr. North leaned back quickly. He took a deep, quick breath and looked at Michael.
“Eyes. Inside.” Dr. North cleared his throat.
Alex noticeably gaged but held his ground.
Dr. North grabbed a set of tongs and extracted the eyes from the mouth, being careful not to damage them. He transferred them to another bowl. At this point, Alex had to step away. He took a few deep breaths and tried to get the taste of eyes out of his mouth. He gaged again when he thought of the taste of eyes in his mouth.
(c) Tiffany Christina Lewis 2018. All Rights Reserved.