[He knew when the blade buried itself in his neck. That sudden puncture, the way the air left his lungs but couldn't quite make it up his throat. The delayed searing, horrible pain. All the same, he expected more. Thunder, slam slam. End scene, slam slam.
The blood rushing in his ears provided the soundtrack as he was knocked forward, his hands struggling for balance. He felt his weight connect with Terry before his legs crumpled.]
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The blood rushing in his ears provided the soundtrack as he was knocked forward, his hands struggling for balance. He felt his weight connect with Terry before his legs crumpled.]