2 minutes, part 1

An adventure story written in 2 minute blasts!

There wasn’t much room at the table, but I did what I could. The cartons were stiffer than I thought, and they could swell, or bend, or whatever. So I stuffed a few more masks, more needles, more syringes – whatever I could squeeze into the gaps between the cure that was packed in foam. I thought about slicing into that, and maybe I would, later, but I …