The Book of Spooks

Flat Line (Rewrite)

The constant beeping of what sounds to be a heart monitor fills your ears. You are confused out of your mind. The last thing you remember is falling asleep next to your beloved. How did you get here? Where is HERE? The only thing you see is the darkness of your closed eyes. You are too weak to even attempt to open them. You are too weak to talk. You are too weak to even move a single inch, but your increasing heart rate on the monitor surely told the people who brought you here that you are awake. 

"Doc! They are waking up!" You hear a female raise her voice above the monitor's beeping. She is next to you. You can hear her fingers tapping on a surface. Maybe a table or counter? 

"Well, get some medicine in her and put her back to sleep!" A male voice enters your range of hearing. He's screaming at the female. The doctor is coming towards you. You can hear his footsteps coming closer and closer. Suddenly, a bright light is flashed in your eyes. He forces you to open them. You mumble a single 'ow' in response to the blinding light. Soon enough though, you start to feel it. You start to feel the pain. 

"Doc, there is none left." The female walks back into your vision. You can see her. She is talking to the male. He lets out a soft sigh and mumbles to the female. He hopes you cannot hear him, but you can. 

"We need her organs now." He then turns to you with a worried look on his face as if he worries about you or even cares about you. You know he doesn't. You still can't move. You are paralyzed, but you are fully conscious of everything.  "I am sorry for this, but this will hurt a tad bit. Please work with me here." He speaks nicely to you. Then your vision starts to go red in pain. Pain fills your paralyzed body. You start to scream. The female tapes your mouth shut with duct tape. Panic floods you. 

"That should keep you quiet." The female rolls her eyes at you. Tears fill your eyes. You're crying. You're scared. The male picks up a scalpel from a nearby table. You watch him as he places the tip to your stomach. It sends a chill up your body. You scream louder as it pierces your skin and starts tearing your body open before your eyes. You can't do anything. You're helpless. Suddenly, the pain you felt before starts to get harsher and harsher. The male makes a deep and long incision and then starts examining your insides. Blood starts to pool around the cut. You start to get dizzy and your vision blurs. The doctor reaches into your stomach and starts pulling out your intestines. He takes the scalpel and cuts the organ from your body. Blood is filling your mouth. You're going to suffocate on your own blood or bleed out. Either way, you're going to die in excruciating pain. You close your eyes, crying. You start to choke on your blood as you're trying to breathe. You look down one last time. You can't make out the scene before you, but the only thing you can make out is the crimson red of your blood everywhere. 

"This is a messy job indeed." The doctor's voice echoes in your ears. He sounded very distant. 

"The organs seem to be in good condition. We can profit well off of these." The nurse held your insides. You close your eyes and take your final, painful breath. The last thing you hear is the heart monitor coming to a long beep, your flatline.