Tag: Bones
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SURVIVAL
I tried not to vomit as I peeled the fetid sock away from my foot. It came off in tattered patches, stuck to the putrid flesh underneath. The pain was excruciating. I had to look. It wasn’t my foot any longer. I didn’t recognise it. It was just a lump of red-purple meat. There were…
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CÂINE
‘What is it?’ Gheorghe asked, poking at the pieces with the end of his pen. ‘Bones, stripped bare of any flesh.’ answered Mihaela, the forensic officer in charge of the scene. ‘Human?’ ‘Canine.’ Small blessing, Gheorghe thought. He had worked for the UN at the end of the Bosnian war. He had seen mass graves…
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A COG IN THE MACHINE
Back to work after the holiday then, thought Michael, heading down the stairs to the basement and pulling on his overalls. It had been nice seeing family and friends, enjoying a few social nights out and joining in the festivities. Now to carry on with the everyday grind. There was a backlog after a fortnight…