Blood
Crash
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So he exits the car, which takes some doing, hauls himself out of the ditch and starts over toward the body. His mental moviehouse runs highlights from the driver-ed classics. Carefree teens bopping along in Dad's convertible. Cut to Mister Rellik the notorious dipso as he weaves in and out of lane. Now black out. Crash sounds. Flash cuts of decapitations, disembowelments, impalings, head trauma, real Highway Patrol photos with additional painted gore.
But he sees no blood around the body. No scattered limbs or loose squishy things resembling vital parts. No marionette distortion of the limbs. It seems to be a very tidy corpse, laid out neatly along the center line, face to the pavement.
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Guts
Movie
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