Chapter Nine: 17:00 - 18:00
Ian kicked his body along the floor with his feet. His heels skidded on the wet ground. He slid backward and out of the sixth cubicle.
He covered his mouth with his right hand and pointed at Willy’s juddering body, "Oh, Holy Mary mother of God."
Damien stepped back alongside Ian, stunned, "This is an abomination, brah."
Willy’s corpse heaved at the waist as the fat end of the elongated turd punched its way into Willy’s mouth. Like a giant effluent rattlesnake, its body shimmied from top to bottom and shunted itself into Willy’s throat. It burrowed down into his stomach.
Willy’s body convulsed with each punching motion that the fat, long streak of s**t inflicted.
Ian climbed to his feet and backed against the wall. "Wh-what’s happening to him?"
"I dunno, b
