Doctor on call

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The call came in the dark hours of the morning. Doctor Worthington drove in the pre-dawn winter mist to the abandoned train station.

He found Matthew waiting for him, grumbling as he looked about nervously, “Hurry, we don’t have much time.”

“Sorry. Came as soon as you called.” He tried to match Matthew’s brisk pace as they walked to a discarded carriage. They pried open the rusty doors. Inside, a corpse laid flaccidly on black plastic sheets on the floor. It still looked pink-fresh. Hours old maybe.

“You have ten minutes, doctor. Harvest everything.”

95 words

Talk about a side-hustle for this doctor!

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less. Click the frog to submit your story.

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34 thoughts on “Doctor on call

  1. I bet they’ll sell for a good price on the open market.

    Just a bit of critique, I noticed you used the word “abandoned” twice. Once in regard to the station and again describing the carriage. You might consider substituting another word in one of these places. Just a thought.

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  2. Now, I want to know what he’s doing with these organs. Black market? Saving his sister who desperately needs a kidney? Feeding them to his pet iguana? Hosting a feast for cannibals? Intriguing.

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  3. Clever story. We always associate doctors with healing, but of course a few of them go over to the dark side, and that’s so unusual that it makes your twist very powerful. What makes it even better is the way the setting – time and place – prepares us emotionally for the twist.
    Nice write!

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  4. I like how you built the tensions, a Doctor a body and possibly still alive to be saved – than wham. Reminds me of the Burke and Hare murders in Edinburgh, but here we have a delivery by train – nice.

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