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Horror-Movie Poster
The image on her face was suitable for any horror-movie poster: the essence of terror, the look of the victim just before the alien from another world rips her throat open, just before the zombie tears her heart out, just before the lunatic psychiatrist trepans her skull and devours her brain with a good Cabernet. It started off as a crawling sensation, like a spider squirming across the tender surface of her skin, and then like in one of those sick slasher films, the pig-eyed man started to cut, rip and tear away her breasts. Her tortured wails were ignored as his fingers plucked, hands darted, until her chest resembled two oval slices of meat loaf in a blood-red gravy. (count: 120)
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