Mercedes Castillo
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Reaper No. 77
The room they sent Reaper-77 to was brightly lit, so much so that when she opened the door the unexpected onslaught of fluorescence made her eyes sting. When people think of death, they don’t usually imagine this place. A plain room furnished only with a small table and a wooden chair. In a way, cases like this one where Reaper-77 only had to euthanize her patient and leave, rather than comfort distraught family members, made things easier. Framing things that way sounds very cold and insensitive, Reaper-77 knew, but decades of working a job like this one has a way of making death feel like a mundane matter at worst.
By Mercedes Castillo3 years ago in Futurism