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Aug. 1st, 2005 02:23 amHahaha. I think I scared Jess with this one.
He jumped from the machine and dashed around the partition to see what had happened. There, suspended on the wall as though crucified, was her body, blood pouring down her front. The prongs of the forklift had smashed through the wall and there, on the left one, rocked her bloodied head, its final rock taking it over the edge of the sticky prong and falling to the ground with a sickening crack.
He jumped from the machine and dashed around the partition to see what had happened. There, suspended on the wall as though crucified, was her body, blood pouring down her front. The prongs of the forklift had smashed through the wall and there, on the left one, rocked her bloodied head, its final rock taking it over the edge of the sticky prong and falling to the ground with a sickening crack.
