"Finish Him!"

Found the two hounds a home; family of three with plenty of room and common sense.

The nest was empty.

Headlines screamed war and murder; reporters wretched slants without using italics.

There was, among the tales of our violent race, a hanging thread to be pulled.

“Suspects questioned in dog fighting ring”

Shady neighborhoods are brutally honest; rusty cages and pungent odor of bleach bring assurance. This is the place.



“Say what?”

“Fight to the death”


One hesitated; he screamed as his business partner tore his throat out and plucked out an eye. It doesn’t matter which one. 

The End

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