By Citse
He looked her in the eye and she knew pain was coming.
Something sharp sliced across her belly. She screamed in agony, but her tormentor simply adjusted his spectacles and went about his morbid business. Hands sunk into her abdomen, fishing about. She was semiconscious, uncertain if this was mortal pain or her sentence in purgatory.
Eventually she felt the hands exit. It was finally over. She smiled and let the void take her.
He hefted the extraction and wiped it clean. A minute later, a loud wailing—but not from the woman on the table.
A baby boy was born.
Good imagery. Only one drawback: I knew what was coming along about the second sentence. Well written.
Thanks for the feedback!
Depends on reader’s state of mind. I saw Dr. Mengele, right up to the twist at the end. One question though, was there no sound from the woman because she died in child birth?
Hi DeRicki. In my mind, she simply passed out. But depending on how the reader’s reading it (as you said), she mighy have died 😉