Prompt courtesy of Rachel Poli
I stared up at the man in the white coat as he unwrapped the last of the bandages from my face. He was grinning maniacally. He smelled like alcohol and medicine. Underlying that was a stronger stench of death.
“What have you done to me?” I asked. The words seemed to tumbled from my numb lips as though I had not said them. The words smelled like stale egg and toast. Breakfast. Only that was eight hours ago.
“Oh this is so exciting!!” The doctor rushed to his table with incredible speed, grabbing a pen and scribbling furiously on his desk.
“Doc!” I shouted. He turned his face towards me, dark locks flicking across his face to give me a truly maniacal face.
“It’s amazing! Truly! I. Am. A. GENIUSSSS!” he threw a hand to the sky and rushed up to me.
“What have you done!?”
He turned his eyes towards me as though seeing me for the first time. His smile widened though I would have deemed it impossible.
“It’s genius, really, not sure why nobody thought of it.”
“What!? What is it!?”
He giggled like a school boy.
“You know how you were suffering from sinuses, hence why you came to me?”
I nodded slowly, still too aware of the smells the man and the room were radiating
“Well…” he patted my nose “I replaced your nose with a dog’s. Did someone say olfactory?”
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