The Evolution of Horror

There is a deer in the shoulder of the road.

There is a deer in the shoulder of the road
whose stomach is red from blood.

There is a deer in the shoulder of the road
whose stomach is black with flies.

There is a dear’s head and deer limbs in the shoulder of the road
jutting out from underneath a blanket of flies.

There is a pile of flies on the shoulder of the road.

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