A Collection of Short Stories

Wanted: For fear Study
Raymond Elenwoke
courage and faith can withstand, and has, as a result, devolved into a crying, broken shell.
Perhaps this is due to the situations she has been exposed to; I cannot authoritatively say,
as she seems too damaged for further tests. I believe it is time to study how she reacts to
other external stimuli.
She comes to, her head unusually heavy and light at the same time, her throat dry. Dr
Ahmed places a cup of water in front of her and parted her lips with a straw connected to
it; she sips almost gratefully, too tired to struggle as he loosens the strap holding her head
a little bit and holds her head up. When she is done, he places the cup back on the table,
and then re-tightens the strap. She fixes her eyes somewhere beyond the light, too tired to
close her eyes. A whirring sound, at first distant but growing in insistence, starts to resonate
around the room. She latches onto it and finally works her head to an angle to look.
He is holding a small, circular saw.
Her eyes go wide with shock.
The presence of a new threat seems to have an effect on her as she is now struggling even
harder than I thought possible. Her words straddle the divide between pleas and denial. I
will now proceed to dismember her right hand.
She screams loud enough to wake the dead. It is a scream torn from her darkest
nightmares, her deepest fears. She almost disbelieves, but the pain, and the warm blood
splattering her face and stomach is too real. She urinates on herself, not that she notices.
She struggles against her bonds, trying as much as she can to pull away, but it is all to no
avail. Nothing else matters but the blood and the pain, and escaping it all.
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