Doctor Dwarf

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
HORROR.WEIRD.HUMOUR. BALL.FLASH FICTION.

Submitted: October 11, 2019

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Doctor Dwarf

 

- Like I say Doctor Dwarf, I wrote a will, and in the will

I specified that my brain be frozen, and then revived

when the suitable technology was available to bring

it back to life. But as you can see Doctor Dwarf, this

has not happened. After my suicide my brain was cut out

off my head and used as a soccer ball by the children

of the scientists in the facility where it was supposed

to be stored until its reanimation. All day long they 

kick it through the dirt, as they shout and scream, the

sick little bastards...

- But Tom, this can not be, you're having hallucinations!

You're psychotic! How can you be sitting here in my

office and your brain's been used as a soccer ball?

- I'm sitting here Doctor Dwarf because it's half time,

and the little shits are having a rest.

- Well what's the score Tom?

- Nil all.

- Can I play in the second half Tom? Maybe I could

be the goalie?

- You might be too old.

- Well I am a dwarf.

 Yes, I guess the children won't realise...

 


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