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Mary

Mary’s body had been morbidly mutilated. A phrase which here means, disected into pieces so small, that her identity was not noticable.

Mary’s head was encrusted with shiny glass pieces, from being smashed into the front window several times. The veins in her arms had been torn apart individually, and left to dry up in the hot desert sun. Her chest was cut open, and her organs pulled out. The small intestine was barely connected to her, as it had been twisted into the steering wheel. Her legs were severed, and buckled into the passenger seat, with her white pumps facing up. The entire car of which she layed in was filled with a pool of thick red blood.
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