James woke up in the dark. He could feel cold metal around his elbows and knees. She sat up and looked around, a pitch black void surrounded him. "Hello?" His voice echoed back at him. He climbed to his feet, the mechanisms on his limbs stopping them from bending. He awkward felt for the machine on his left arm, trying to figure out what it was. As he felt the cold metal against his right arm he heard a click. In an instant the room was filled with a horrific snapping noise as his arm was snapped backwards. He screamed, the noise echoing off the walls. He stumbled back, tripping and landing on his back. The impact causing the machine on his right arm to snap backwards, a gut wrenching crunch following. In his agony he tried to roll over, only being met with 2 more snaps as he screamed out in pain. He screamed and screamed until his voice went horse but nobody came. He had a feeling nobody would ever come.
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Goretober 2022
HorrorThird year in a row and I still can't draw so you know what that means, more bitesized, gruesome scenes based on goretober prompts, fingers crossed I can finish it a second year in a row
