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That river in Egypt

He reached up and touched his face, his hands pressing against metal.
"Oh my god I can't see"
There were 2 forks sticking out of his head, 1 in each eye. They must have landed there when he knocked the basket over waking up.
"MY EYEESSSS"
Blood shoot out from between the prongs, squirting across the room like lasers. He painted the walls, every surface that he looked a crimson red. He was like a human fountain. As his heart started to run out of blood to pump out, the stream weakened from a spray to a slow dribble. Rennala, having heard the commotion, burst into the livingroom.
"What is all this yelling for? Oh heya you have 2 forks sticking out of your eyes. Did you realise?"
Damocles was already on the floor, lifeless except for some dripping into the pool of blood surrounding his head.
"Yikes dear you're making one hell of a mess right now"
She thought about what to do about the situation.
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