Trip, by Bruce Arbuckle

“Thanks,” she mumbles, after the man in the white coat drops the pill into her nouth. It fizzes, melting into her tongue. It tastes like crap, but she’s getting used to it. The man moves along the line of beds. She closes her eyes, waiting for the trip to begin.

A 50-word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the random word prompt, “thanks”

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