Erratic Readings

Erratic readings: that was Donaldson’s story since being brought in with a mysterious pathogen – six weeks in a coma, no family. He was brain dead, but his readings were all over the map.

It was impossible, like the pathogen; it was clearly designed . . . but for what?

After they pulled the plug – that’s when Donaldson sat up, examining them with eyes that glowed with laser-red pupils. “Where are we?”

The satellites answered him with raw data.


This flash fiction in 75 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan (erratic).

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