If you were standing by the docks last night, near the old tires factory, you would’ve felt the ground jolt. No, it wasn’t an earthquake.
It was a… well, I don’t know what it was. It was a ritual of some kind? I was taking a breather from my shift, you know, smoking a joint, when the bonfire shot up from over there. Poor guy, he was gagged and blindfolded. God knows what happened to him.
They did something to him, all right. I wish I know but he’s in there, in that warehouse, probably charred, dead, or worse, mutilated.
Yikes!
(100 words)
To read my previous attempt at this photo in 2014, click here.

Yikes, indeed.
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Weird. Good story, though. Merry Christmas!
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Thank you. Merry Christmas. 🙂
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Ouch! What a way to go! good story!
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Thank you.
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What a horror show! I’m kind of glad I DON’T know what happened to the poor guy!
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Me too, I’m glad my brain has not conjure that image in my head.
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Sounds like he was ‘necklaced’. Horrid way to go, but a good story.
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Absolutely, a horrible way to go. I shutter just to think about it. Thank you for reading.
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Nice tempting mystery in there now. Well told.
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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