The Obsidian

Andy's cybernetic hand rose clunkily to his ear. He hefted the electric chisel high into the pit of his underarm. The obsidian caught light like water, and some people swore if you looked at it long enough or intently enough, you could see something alive in the blackness swimming just beyond perception. Prior to the accident, Andy had avoided the medical center as much as humanly possible. Labor in the minds required a strong spirit that did not seek help for a minor injury.