Transplantation

You make you way down to the the group looking for Celeste. It doesn’t take you long to find her. Everyone is overwhelmingly helpful.

“Hello Celeste.”

“Hello, Morgan. We’ve missed you. You should join our celebration.”

“Sorry, Celeste, I got absorbed studying. Can I borrow you for a moment?”

“Of course, Morgan, anything for you.”

You motion for her to follow you. As you enter the upstairs room you cast a spell to soundproof it.

Then you smack Celeste in the head. She falls down unconscious. You hum merrily as you bind her to the table.

“Mm…oh…”

You smile. She’s stirring and you want her awake for this.

“Morgan…what…”

You stuff a rag in her mouth and begin sharpening you knife. The terror in her eyes is priceless.

You begin to cut open her chest. She begins to scream. The rag muffled it. You whistle as you continue cutting. You reach her sternum and realize a saw would have been better.

You cut and pry as blood flows. The screaming stops as Celeste passes out from the pain.

You stroke her cheek. “Goodness, I hope you aren’t dead.”

You reach in and grasp her beating heart. You sever it and rip it out, quickly placing the imp heart in its place. You smile as it begins to beat.

“There now, all done.”

You close up the would and eagerly await her regaining consciousness.