Draging Bodies, Leaving Burdens

Just another body disposal run after another job, a job ending in death as they all do. Trained, honed, and ordered to deliver death. What is horiffic for others is just another evening fot him. But this disposal is nothing like the rest. He may not see it now, but this is the job, the encounter that changes everything.

A short story with morbid themes, sprinkled with my usual moments of humor. This one starts on a dark note but does end with hope. (Names are left out for now intentionally.)

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