Ethereal Instruments

Two sisters invited a surgeon to their laboratory by showing him animated 3D cutaways of two ultra-precise surgeries they could perform. When he arrived at their lab he was surprised to discover that their lab was inside the body of a brilliant scientist and musician who laid in a coma. The older sister explained that she invented a device that could hear the scientist’s thoughts and based on equations she had heard in his mind they had learned how to shrink themselves.

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The butler oversaw the process of injecting them into the scientist’s sternum.

From inside the miniature universe, the sisters showed the visiting surgeon wonders of the human body, but first they asked him to ignore any irregularities he might notice as they were all part of a secret plan. I never found out what, but the plan had something to do with nutrients. I could see these nutrients binding to the outer walls of puzzle-piece cells.

The surgeon had a small guest room in the lab inside the scientist’s chest. The two sisters knocked on the door and found him wearing the listening device that broadcast the scientist’s thoughts. The device looked like a bent silver pipe with a chain connecting the two ends. He seemed to love immersing himself in the scientist’s mind filled with elaborate musical compositions performed by ethereal instruments that did not exist in reality. Somehow this had touched him more deeply than all of the physiological wonders that surrounded him.

When it was time for the surgeon to leave, a shadow crossed over him in the form of his mother who did not care for music. As the butler guided the surgeon to through the front door, he showed him a drawing of a man in a suit which existed in four different realities and was colored differently in each.

When I woke I did not think all would go well for the surgeon. I felt this was his creation story as a criminal mastermind.

Author: Robert Waugh

Robert Waugh administers this website in his spare time. He is currently writing 75 novels most of which are in a stage of non-completion which straddles the line between real and imaginary. Robert defines his work as a form of magical realism in which words are merely a convenience that he occasionally provides for his readers who are, like the author and his characters, merely conceptual.