Harmful To Your Health

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. 

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All I could hear was the low hissing of a machine. My breathing wasn’t my own. The machine on my right was making me breath. I could see the triangle shape of plastic that cover my nose was beginning to fog.

A painful look down revealed jelly coated gauze wrapped over my arms and legs.

Then suddenly a machine I hadn’t noticed began to scream with loud sirens. On this machine were graphs that were making a zig zag pattern on the screen.

At that moment one of the screens went flat.

Yet another reason to quit smoking, Jimmy.

28 comments

  1. Really effective story, well told.

    If I may, just a small grammatical change would improve the last line. You need a comma after “smoking.” Otherwise, it seems as if the person is smoking Jimmy, which is actually pretty unusual 🙂

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