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- Savage jaws clamped down on his entire torso, sending lines of white-hot pain driving from his collarbone to his hip.
- it hurt it hurt it hurts IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS
- The creature shook him in his jaws with the speed and cruelty that a cat shows a captured mouse, then flung him away into the air. Joey tumbled once more, and smashed into the soft earth, a small heap of skin and bones far away.
- Time slowed.
- Joey had not felt pain in a very long time. His vision blurred. He tried to move, but couldn't. He could feel his axe in his hand, but couldn't use it. He couldn't use anything.
- The wolf made of death pounded over to him. Joey felt a horrible, crushing agony as it stepped on his back and legs.
- Its jaws clamped over his head and shoulders, and with its leg pinning him to the ground, it
- pulled
- Joey could hear his spine creaking, being torn out of him. But it didn't give. He spiraled through the torture. He prayed that it would be over soon, that it would stop, that he would be torn and half and die so he wouldn't have to feel himself anymore.
- But he did not die, and he did not tear.
- http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/joey-fucknuts-believes-in-himself
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