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Tattoos [MultiFormat]
eBook by Jack Dann
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eBook Category: Science Fiction/Horror Year's Best Horror Selection, Year's Best Science Fiction Selection
eBook Description: Steve's pleasant trip to the carnival is interrupted when he finds his old friend Nathan's tattoo studio, and discovers Nathan's special gift for healing clients with his unusual methods.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Omni, 1986
Fictionwise Release Date: December 2000
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [112 KB], eReader (PDB) [41 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [29 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [27 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [46 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [98 KB], hiebook (KML) [92 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [55 KB], iSilo (PDB) [24 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [30 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [58 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [43 KB]
Words: 9033
Reading time: 25-36 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
"Do you think you can help me?" she asked. "Do you think it will work?" "If you wish to believe in it," Nathan said. He picked up his electrical tattoo machine, examined it, and then examined her wrist, where the concentration camp tattoo had faded into seven smudgy blue letters. "You know, when I got these numbers at the camp, it was a doctor who put them on. He was a prisoner, like I was. He didn't have a machine like yours. He worked for Dr. Mengele." She looked away from Nathan while she spoke, just as many people look away from a nurse about to stick a needle in their vein. But she seemed to have a need to talk. Perhaps it was just nerves. Nathan turned on his instrument, which made a staticky, electric noise, and began tattooing her wrist. I watched him work; it was as if he hadn't heard a word she had said. He seemed tense and bit his lip, as if it was his own wrist that was being tattooed. "I knew Mengele," the woman continued. "Do you know who he was?"
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