“-shattered ribs, possible punctured lung, spinal damage.”
Something rolls beneath Lucas. It bumps, sending shockwaves up his back-
Trevor’s voice. “I’m not leaving. I’m NOT LEAVING!” Sounds of a scuffle. “Get OFF-”
A steady rhythm, sharp beats, each like a punch to the head.
“-prep the OR for surgery-”
Lucas woke up to silence.
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The worst day of Lucas Parker’s life began and ended with a woman, a fire, and a train.
In the morning, the fire was the cigarette and burned between the strange woman’s lips. She seemed insistent on making it belch as much smoke as humanly possible. Lucas had good lungs, but he struggled to breathe as the woman let loose another cloud. He inched down the train platform, but it wasn’t enough. Eventually, Lucas turned to look down at the odd woman. He took in her fiery red hair and her grey suit for a moment before letting out an awkward cough.
“You really shouldn’t smoke on the platforms.”
The woman took another drag. “Why?”
“Because…” Lucas paused for a moment. “I don’t know. It’s going to kill you. It might kill me.”
The woman shrugged. “Everybody dies. Entropy claims us all eventually. That’s how the universe works. Ever since the Big Bang, the universe has been trying to work itself out into a equal state of nothingness. Like coffee, cooling to room temperature. I don’t think my cigarette will matter in a trillion years.”
Okay, then. Clearly, the woman had more problems than just a smoking habit.
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