A Long Drop And A Sudden Stop

    

     B'eight's body slams into the pile of twisted metal with the full force of the fall.  Impaled in enough places that it is impractical to count while bleeding out.  With a body so mangled that it is impossible to move and arranged in a way that only a slab of metal lies in view, B'eight is left to watch the blood slowly run right past the eyes, and pool in the corner where the wall meets the floor just past the debris.

    "Only a few feet that way and I could have missed completely, maybe only broke a wrist, I could have survived that, Probably."  This frustration is only acknowledged mentally, as it is difficult to speak with metal skewered through one's lungs.

 Fortunately, B'eight does not have to be tortured by this type of thought for long as life quickly escapes a body bleeding that much.


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