To A Pulp

   


     From this position, prone with Efften on top, B'eight notices that Tenjay is no where too be seen.  "I guess he ran off when things got tough" B'eight thinks.  That makes little difference however.  Punch after punch collide with B'eights head.  After the first few the pain seems to stop, or becomes too overwhelming to discern.  B'eight begins to really appreciate what 'helpless' means as the barrage continues.  Vision becomes foggy and blurred, and B'eight becomes desperate to stop this brutality but there is nothing that can be done.  None of the body parts B'eight tries to move are even attempting to respond.

     "Shouldn't I have already passed out or something by now?" B'eight thinks, and not a second later consciences is lost.  Unfortunately it is never regained.  There is no one in the room willing to stop Efften from beating an unconscious person.  As the moments pass and the punches continue, there is no one to stop Efften from beating a corpse.


The End