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“Dissecting the Monster”
Dr. Syahirah digs her hands deep into the dead monster’s open chest cavity, and yanks out a handful of the beast’s thick, rubbery, greasy veins.
Now that humankind are at war with the Monsters, numerous research studies and medical experiments have been heavily funded in an attempt to have a greater understanding of the Monster, so that humanity can use that knowledge to destroy the beasts once and for all. While the good Dr. Syahirah has no real ill will towards Monsterkind (though, don’t get her wrong of course, she doesn’t LIKE them), the tax breaks and benefits that doctors who participate in the experiments receive was just too damn good to pass up.
As she cuts through the layers of flesh and catalogs the placement and flow of the cardiovascular system, she is struck by how similar their anatomy is to humans. The heart, lungs, even the useless appendix… everything is in the same place. Larger to compensate for their greater body mass, but still. Pretty much identical to her own.
She checks the notes; this Monster had a birthday two weeks ago… just a few days after Dr. Syahira’s own birthday, in fact. The chart says that this one died “in captivity”, which is just a nice code for dying while tortured as a prisoner of war.
Syahirah pictures the beast celebrating its birthday behind bars… do they even celebrate birthdays in Monster culture? Was it being tortured on its birthday? It surely didn’t have any cake, at least… she can see that it hasn’t eaten anything in weeks.
She can feel the empathy for the poor Monster building inside of her, and she tries to bury it within herself— she’s seen what has happened to those other doctors whose research ended up ‘humanizing’ the beasts, and arguing against their genocide… she can’t afford that. She has to pay off her loans.
But she can see, except for the thick and furry hide of the Monster, they really don’t seem different from her at all.
And deep down she knows, that but for a twist of fate, she could have been born this monster.
Posted 1/8/2012
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