Chapter 4 - Cutting Open the Rotten Cast
I placed the vibrating blade gently against the fiberglass exterior of the filthy, stained arm cast near her wrist.
The moment the blade bit into the outer layer, a dark, foul-smelling brown liquid oozed out from beneath the seam.
The stench hit the room instantly, forcing even seasoned nurses to gag and step back toward the open doorway.
Daniel flinched, turning his head away as the horrifying smell of rotting human flesh filled every corner of the trauma bay.
“What is that disgusting smell?” Daniel demanded, his voice suddenly losing its arrogant edge and turning shrill.
“That, Mr. Harris, is what happens when a severe infection rots tissue inside a sealed environment for weeks,” I answered coldly.
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I guided the oscillating saw deeper through the thick fiberglass, being extremely careful not to touch her swollen skin.
With a final careful snap, the two halves of the filthy cast fell away, exposing the absolute nightmare underneath.
