her body was lying on the floor: dead, cold and rotting. she had a 12-gauge shotgun pointed to the back of her head. i pulled out a dull, rusty pocketknife i found in my back seat. i stabbed her in the throat and i took her to her car. i ripped out her rib cage and i fucked her heart like she did mine. defiling the carcass of a gutted harlot.