Blade angled, swift, slid through layered membrane like into soft butter.

Awakening life fluid. Forcing it to rupture rivulets, flow blood red on surface skin.

I could have screamed, demanded him to stop, but he had power over me.

“Operation successful,” the doctor said.

I looked down. Foot still there.

Krystyna is a former librarian. She’s now writing and publishing poetry, flash fiction, and short stories. She lives in Edmonton, Canada, and loves to travel the world and share her experiences through writing.