Rivek grabbed the doorknob to keep from falling over as a wave that reeked of formaldehyde hit him in the face. His crutch clattered to the ground. He stooped slowly to pick it up again, holding the stitches in his abdomen. He was glad to be mobile again, but the hospital could only do so much after he’d been gored through the stomach by a half-bull, half-machine.
As Rivek crept under the threshold, he wasn’t sure if he’d entered a research lab or a butcher shop. Eamon had hacked the beast apart and, having run out of table room, he’d begun to hang some parts from the ceiling. Right now, he was elbow-deep in its intestines, cutting out individual organs and sorting them into trays. He waved Rivek out.
The bird-mage leaned on his crutch, “You’re not going to send me away after all the trouble it takes to get here.”
“You shouldn’t help me in your condition,” Eamon said. “You risk infection.”
“I haven’t had an infection since I was six,” Rivek said, tapping the scar under his right eye. “You said it yourself - my acid blood poses an ‘inhospitable environment’ to other lifeforms.”
Eamon brought a chair over to for him, leaving blood stains where he’d gripped it with his dirty gloves. Rivek sighed with relief as he lowered himself into the seat.
“See, you aren’t well yet.”
Rivek chose to ignore that statement and began picking through the carcass. He needed to know what had almost killed him, but this was proving to be difficult. Cleaning a rabbit was much easier because it didn’t require using your entire arm. Every time he reached inside, his face was engulfed by the scent of rot. Only a buzzard would enjoy that smell.
“What’s this?” Rivek brought forth the animal’s heart. Loaded with metal tubing, it weighed even more than the skull.
Eamon picked through the wiring and narrowed his eyes. “If you hadn’t killed it, it would have killed everyone. It’s a bomb.”
Hey there. This is fabulous work. By any chance do you have a list of those 100 themes you mentioned? I'd like to give something like this a try. Again, lovely work
Uh, yeah, I do. I took them originall from ~GunnerRomantic six years ago, but there are a lot of theme lists like this out there: [link]
A BOMB!!!!!
EVERYBODY TO THE GROUND NOW!!!!!!
Sorry...Always wanted to say this.XD