Missing

missingThat newspaper was dated two months ago. I immediately grabbed it starved of entertainment in the colorless hospital room. My heart sunk seeing that photo in the missing column, it was mine. Alas! No one believed me. Finally the chief doctor proved his point by showing me the mirror. To my horror I saw a totally different face. My instincts screamed caution. A tensed dean seldom noticed me hiding in closet when he made that call in shivering tone “Master experiment failed! Subject  for brain transfusion realized her identity; we may have to arrange for another missing person again”

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