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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: Never again
Character: Shaun Murphey
Word Count: 170
Prompt: helplessly watching
Finished: 01.01.2023
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The surrounding started to vanish, and Shaun felt torn back into his past. The horrible moment he had seen his brother die. Only a moment before, he had still laughed and teased him, had squeezed his hand reassuring, and only a second later, his distorted body was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, and he didn't breathe anymore.
The next hour had felt like a neverending nightmare; Shaun remembered that he had cried, clutching his dead brother, not willing to let him go. Someone finally pulled him up, carrying him to an ambulance. And the doctor had to give him a shot to sedate him.
„Mister Murphey!“ A sharp voice tore him out of his thoughts and brought him back into reality. „You still here with us?“
He blinked twice. The surgery room. The little boy on the operation table. He was Steve's age. But he would not have to die today. Because he, Shaun, had turned from a helpless, desperate boy into a brilliant surgeon.
Character: Shaun Murphey
Word Count: 170
Prompt: helplessly watching
Finished: 01.01.2023
:::
The surrounding started to vanish, and Shaun felt torn back into his past. The horrible moment he had seen his brother die. Only a moment before, he had still laughed and teased him, had squeezed his hand reassuring, and only a second later, his distorted body was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, and he didn't breathe anymore.
The next hour had felt like a neverending nightmare; Shaun remembered that he had cried, clutching his dead brother, not willing to let him go. Someone finally pulled him up, carrying him to an ambulance. And the doctor had to give him a shot to sedate him.
„Mister Murphey!“ A sharp voice tore him out of his thoughts and brought him back into reality. „You still here with us?“
He blinked twice. The surgery room. The little boy on the operation table. He was Steve's age. But he would not have to die today. Because he, Shaun, had turned from a helpless, desperate boy into a brilliant surgeon.