WEEK 35: Only two fingers on his left hand

Prompted by: Jane Jago WARNING:┬áThis fictional storyline may contain very disturbing situations, dubious consent, and graphic violence. Seven bullets. Pierced through flesh, shredded through muscle, obliterated tissue into nothing but minced meat. One grazed his temple, almost taking an eye in the process. A pair lodged in his thigh, refusing to exit on the other … Continue reading WEEK 35: Only two fingers on his left hand