A geyser of maroon slop covered everyone within proximity to the mutilation. The woman’s pale face now dripped red. Shannon’s body spasmed as the woman continued to guide the saw down. Beth’s mind refused to process the sight. The end of the saw protruding through Shannon’s back made a grinding sound as the teeth hit her metal chair. A blend of sparks and blood filled the air, and the woman retracted the blade enough to remove it from the chair. She leaned into the saw until Shannon’s torso completely split in two, with her right half flopping onto Lisa’s lap. Come on, baby Baby, take my hand.
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