I’d managed to get a place in the grand hall to witness the great Clot Bey carry out one of his famous anatomy lessons. From where I stood I could just make out the prone body laid out on the table. I was so pleased to see him there.
When the call had first gone out for a fresh corpse for this event, I’d immediately thought of Anhur, my unfaithful wife’s lover. Following him after one of their late night trysts had been easy. Dragging his dead, yet still warm body and leaving it outside the hospital mortuary had been more arduous but none the less satisfying.
I watched as the great teacher began slicing open Anhur’s body. Soon the knife wound I had inflicted would be just one of many.
I’ve heard that for his next lesson our wonderful Clot Bey is looking for a female corpse. I have just the right person in mind.
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