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No. 1466
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The ground is hard and my world turns upside down. Sounds make no more sense as I go deaf to the world. My vision blurs from the excruciating pain and my soft skin peels off. Flakes off. It takes an eternity to arrive at the slaughterhouse. The ground is wet with blood, scarlet red. Not ruby red, but a throbbing, ichorous colour that of stolen life. I am cut loose and dragged across the ground, what left of my vision begins to go dark. I am bleeding. The last thing I feel are the blades of a sharp-toothed saw to my neck before I wake up in agony, sweat, soreness and confusion.
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