Cut to Laughter

by Don Money

“What’s so funny!” Fedor yelled at the bloody man strapped to the metal table. His first cut had caused the man to begin laughing.

The howl of laughter stopped. “How many have you cut apart?”

Fedor in his depravity had taken apart thirty-six people.

“I dare you to slice my stomach open.” The laughter cackled from the man.

Anger overtook Fedor; with a deft hand he sliced the man’s stomach to end the taunting laugh.

Quiet.

Fedor looked down as three tentacles emerged from the incision and wrapped around him. They began to pull him close as the laughter resumed.

Don Money

Don Money writes stories across a variety of genres. He is a middle school language arts teacher. His stories have appeared in a variety of anthologies and magazines.