Duty (My 55 fiction)

The room was dark and lit with a single source of light. He entered the dim room, with his gloves on. He quickly scanned the instruments and a man’s unconscious body in bed nearby. A sharp surgical knife was glistening in the table. Two others joined him.

The doctor echoed, “Nurse, let’s start the operation”


P.S: What is 55 fiction?

4 thoughts on “Duty (My 55 fiction)

  1. @Yesh: hehe…this 55 fiction is itself like that. Short and instantaneous climax in a jiffy but with more meaning! 😀

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