The Grisly Terror

The coroner felt suddenly uneasy as she opened the door to leave the room full of freshly dead corpses awaiting autopsy. Turning around slowly, her heart stood still at the sight of all ten cadavers sitting upright on their tables, black body bags still zipped over their mangled, reanimated remains.

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Insta-tagged by the dyspeptic dystopian dictator as a chronic criminal, saboteur extraordinaire Diode Rust took evasive measures, scattering duplicitous barcode skin scraps and eyeballs severed from the morgue. Retina and body scans positively blitzkrieged, Rust slinks under roboradar, one cool cat as always.

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