he prowled out of a darkened dirt
alley
grunted Puny.
striding quickly towards him he bent at
the waiststabbed a long triangular carving knife he held into the ground
snorted
I won’t be needing this.
rolled up a sleeve exposing a hairy beefy arm as he came on
stepping back away
feigning fear
No No not
tha
But
youll need some help
which made him supernaturally chortle snot shooting
out of his nose
Help? stepped quickly
was up on
him reaching for his throat
Yes
his hand behind his back
in it a ball peen hammer
he grabbed his thick wrist for
leverage as his assailants hand closed around his neck
windmilled viciously struck him dead between
the eyes
one
vacated
stunned though not reeling
his hand at his
throat slackened slightly slackened bit by bit with
every blow that followed rapidly
he was a brute
a great dumb brute
even with his skull caved in braingore blood shards boneconfetti
his legs like tree trunks remained
upright rooted
he didnt topple until he pushed him
over with the hammer
he did not leave the heavy knife for another scoundrel despite preferring the hammer jammed in his pants at his spine
approximately
0330, 2sday, 19 11.
24
1606. 2sday,
19 11. 24
