The Dentist by SimianSavant The Prisoner writing prompt entry |
She ripped off his bloody encrusted blindfold. Martin Luther King Jr. blinked under the blinding dental lamp. Tight cords bound him to the stretcher. "Wha- who brought me back to life?" Kamala popped up above him cheerfully. She was not wearing a mask. "It's Black History month! Do you remember me, Dr. King?" She maniacally laughed. Horror passed over MLK's face. "No! Not you again! Wasn't my birthday enough?" Kamala produced a scalpel. "Guess what day is coming? That's right Dr. King, PRESIDENT'S DAY! And guess what that means!" MLK screamed as Kamala lunged toward him. Then everything went Black.
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