When I finally reached the table he reminded me of the monster I use to have in my dreams. His eyes were closed shut and swollen, his jaw visibly broken and he had cuts on his face. I went to take the sheet off of him to see the rest and Matt yelled out,
‘Don’t do it, you will never get that out of your mind.’
Again, ignoring him I pulled the sheet back and was able to see that his nipples were cut off, there were several bite marks, his stomach was wide open to a point I could see his organs, well what was left. He must have been stabbed over two dozen times and damn near gutted like a fish. I took a step back and slipped on something but Matt caught me before I hit the floor. I looked up at him with a smile,
‘Thanks buddy that would have been a wild ride!’
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