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The small, mixed-breed dogs lay on the rough wooden table, spread out evenly as though prepared for enshrouding and burial.
The night had the bluish-black cast of the hand-carved and hand-buffed ebony I had seen in a marketplace on the outskirts of Nairobi. The wood had been carved into the shape of a black rhinoceros, then buffed with natural oils and a soft cloth.
“What are you doing with them? Do you really have to experiment on dogs?” I asked the Medic.
The laboratory smelled vaguely of roses, with overtones of pungent chrysanthemum. The weather outside was violent. Lightning illuminated the skies in unpredictable flashes, and the glow cast along the walls and on the Medic’s face was an unhealthy greenish gray.
The crash of thunder, the blank, unadorned walls made me shiver. I avoided looking into the mirror.
“I’m surprised that it is raining like this in the middle of the desert,” I remarked.
“What makes you think you’re still in the desert?” asked the Medic. “You were asleep for a long time. It often happens like that. You sleep for three days straight. Something deep in your psyche tells you you’re safe. You’re out of the kill zone.”
For the rest of this episode, please listen to the podcast or visit The Fringe Journal:
http://fringejournal.blogspot.com/2006_05_31_fringejournal_archive.html
http://fringejournal.blogspot.com/2006_05_31_fringejournal_archive.html
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