*** *** Weekend Write-In for 8th September 2017 *** ***

"instructions": In 500 words, tell what happens when instructions are followed

Learner

'Good .... very good. Now slowly Miss Smith, remember how I showed you during the power point presentation. You've marked your spot? You're confident that its correct?'

'Yes Doctor.'

'Alright then. Proceed to make the incision.'

'Like that?'

'Slightly deeper Miss Smith. Mr Jansen is standing by to clean the fluids away so don't be afraid to slice into the flesh. If you've done it right and followed the correct procedure as outlined in your course books and my lectures, you'll find its a clean cut and there will be very little blood. But of course this is only your first attempt so a little trial and error is expected.'

The young man standing next to them smiled. 'My first practical was a gusher, Roberta.'

'Please Mr Jansen. Remember the rules of the Institute and keep it professional.'

Jansen went red. 'I'm sorry Doctor. Miss Smith, forgive me.'

Roberta Smith smiled shyly at the final year student; she was quite taken with him. 'Oh, that's alright Mr Jansen. I ...'

'Concentrate Miss Smith. If you ever get to practice your surgical skills in a real life situation, you can't afford to be distracted for a moment. Remember, a man's life will be in your hands, unlike this poor fellow.'

Roberta blushed beneath her mask and exhaled slightly. 'I'm sorry Doctor.' She turned her gaze back to the fresh cadaver and completed her cut.

The doctor peered closely and got out his measuring instruments. A few minutes passed in silence and then the white haired elder gent turned back to his student. 'Flawless Miss Smith. You may now proceed to enter the aperture and remove the designated organs. For today we will start with the liver and then proceed to the kidney. On Friday you'll do your practical under exam conditions - that will be the removal of a pair of lungs from a young female.'

Roberta nodded and tried to maintain her concentration. She still had to do the removals and pack the organs in the ice boxes.

The doctor got out his stop watch - rather old fashioned she thought, but somewhat charming none the less. 'Begin Miss Smith.'

She began. With the clockwork precision learned under her mentor's guidance, Roberta Smith swiftly and skillfully removed the designated organs and packed them in the ice boxes.

But then disaster, she stumbled with her restitch and earned a frown from her teacher.

Jansen shook his head. 'You accidentally pierced the inner layers.'

'Could I still save the patient doctor?' Roberta asked nervously.

He shook his head with sadness that his star pupil had made such an elemental blunder. 'Technically you could Miss Smith, but the time it would take to correct your error would take you outside the allotted span. Your minder from the Triads would insist you concentrate on the removal of the ice packed organs for delivery. Furthermore the fact that the subject would expire and not be available for further exploitation would mean a reduction of your fee. Really Miss Smith, if you want to make it as an underworld surgeon in the cut and thrust of black market organ trafficking, you can't make mistakes like this! Mr Jansen?'

'I concur sir. Fortunately Chan informed me earlier that they will be killing another informant this afternoon, so Miss Smith can try again later.'

'Oh!' said Roberta, disappointed. 'When do I get to have a go on a live one?'