Now feeling more confident and in control again, Skin circled the helpless corpse. He was moving at several times its miserable speed, and it had no idea where he was. It staggered around, desperately trying to find him, spinning circles, and he hacked at its legs. He hit the right knee cap, shattering it, and the body crumbled to the ground. This was too bloody easy! He smashed the bar down again, this time coming down hard on its pelvis, feeling bone splinter under the force of the metal.
Whatever tensions, frustrations and fears had been building up inside Skin were released by the therapeutic destruction of the school teacher’s body. By the time he’d finished with Mr Read he had all but disappeared, spread around virtually the entire gym. This was really firing him up. It felt good, a
