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... d blown open like a cracked egg, half his skull scattered in jagged shards. His blood—dark, almost black in the neon lighting—pooled beneath him in a lazy, spreading puddle. Bits of brain matter clung to his fur, pink and wet and twitching with the last remnants of a dying nerve.
"Jesus," one of the cleanup crew muttered behind a mask, holding a spray canister like a weapon. "You would think they would atleast wait for the blood to stop pumping."
"They never wait," another said, ...
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