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In the night, it had taken my toes.

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the Factory 37 looked like from above, with measurements and data on how much steel was used during its construction. In the picture, I could see the hundreds of tiny cubicles where people like me and #34297 work. I tried looking for my cubicle, but it was hard to place it because I have no frame of reference to what is above, behind, or at the side of me. The memo also said that after the TB outbreak of 2015 that killed 30% of the Outer World, a leadership council was formed to devise a way of manufacturing synthetically enhanced bone marrow to build the immunity levels of all citizens should there be another epidemic. Management made it clear that our work was very important for the well-being and citizens of the Outer World. One day last week, Mother stopped working. Mother holds all the bones, and distributes them to various conveyors depending their size and marrow content. The Aspiration Line grinded to a halt and an awful burning smell filled the air. I stared at the conveyor and saw hip and breastbones, ribs, vertebrae and the long bones such as the femur and humerus. I peered to my left and saw hundreds of idle hands waiting for Mother to begin churning out the bones again. I looked to my right, and there were hundred more doing the same. I could see no faces because the partitions are too high and wide. But each person’s hands was identical to my own; reddened fingers, thin and malnourished. When the rat first arrived, I was sleeping. In the night, it had taken my toes. I awoke to blood seeping from the tatty ends of the standard grey issue socks and ten stumps of white bone jutting out at different lengths. The rat was in the corner of the room, chewing on my big toe. I lunged forward to grab the toe from its yellowed fangs and fell to the floor in a heap.

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