Fast Fiction Challenge: Doctor Silence's Last Romance
Title: Doctor Silence's Last Romance Word: rectal Challenger: warren_ellis Length: 200 words exactly
The surgeon looked at what was left of the patient and winced. There wasn't much, but he was jealous of the dead man's enormous tongue, having lost his in circumstances beyond discussion in polite company.
The collision between the man's car and the ambulance had destroyed both vehicles, and left not much more of their drivers than various sized lumps of meat that appeared to be only loosely connected.
He started forward then paused, lifting his hands to his face. He gestured and the nurse stripped the blood and gore spattered latex gloves from his hands, replacing them with new ones, and stored those she'd removed for the doctor's later personal use.
With a raised eyebrow and a glint in his eye, the surgeon leaned forward and plucked from the crevices of what was left of the man's heart a long thin object. He held it up, gaining a sigh of relief from the watching hospital administrator, who then ticked a form. The rectal thermometers were expensive and could not just be written off merely because of delicacy.
The surgeon smiled at her. And she smiled back, that knowing smile between two people both suffering the same sexually transmitted disease.