Re: [On a wall...]
[You feel a sharp pain in your side, enough to knock you over on your knees. In the back of your head you can hear voices shouting and cheering. You’re bleeding heavily from your arm, from your side, from your legs. It won’t be long before they are back. You write on the ground... You have to warn others, you have to tell them what kind of people [xxx] really are. You can't even finish writing in your own blood before that boot is back, kicking you over. In a moment of silliness all you can think of is how getting all this dirt and blood out of the pink uniform will be a pain in the arse. A tall woman approaches you, holding a knife to the side of your face.
"So how would you like to lose your ears, eh?"
The pain is terrible, but soon you can't hear your own screams any more...]