About half-way through, Lorna's hands came up to cover her mouth and there were tears of utter horror starting to leak out the corner of her eyes.
Had she not taken part in so many protests for animal rights, not been witness to the cruelty that so many creatures could be put to, and perhaps not gone to New Orleans while there were ZOMBIES... she probably would have been out the door, down the hall and in the bathroom two minutes into the feed.
As it was, when it finished, Lorna took a few moments to compose herself. But was still only able to nod in agreement over the effort it took not to loose her lunch as her mind continued to reply the worst of it through her thoughts.