
Sheila was the next to go. Before her, Tobias and Jenny. Now there was only Rich and me, standing in the foyer and staring at the shredded remains of our fellow inmate. Half a torso and one leg. Some of her insides were scattered across the floor, and the whole foyer was a skating rink coated in her blood. There was no mistaking it. The House Master had been here, and it had treated Sheila like… Source
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