Most people wouldn’t recognize it 
as such, but to me, it was an obvious  
sign of torture.                       
     This wasn’t speculation on my     
part. It was a fact.                   
     When I did some college, I not    
only learned a few things about psy-   
chology, but also a couple things about
biology.                               
     Once a mouse is euthanized, the   
heart stops, and that means there’s    
nothing to pump the blood around the   
body.                                  
     When the mouse is cut into after  
being euthanized, there should be very 
little blood. All that blood from yes- 
terday proved that the mouse was cut   
into before it was euthanized.         
     When it could still feel pain, and
in my mind, that’s fucking torture.    
*      That brought me back to the         
present, and that’s when I saw a shadow
move behind the vent again.            
     “Did you tell anyone about that   
bloody bag?” the same voice from yes-  
terday asked.                          
     “I told my lead.”                 
     “Lead?”                           
     “I guess lead is short for group  
leader.”                               
     “Ok, so what’d he do?”            
     “That he is a she, and she told   
me, that she’d look into it.”          
     “That’s it, just look into it?    
What does that even mean?”             
     “That’s all I know, but I do have 
an answer to your question.”           
     “What question?”                  
     “The question about the talking   
horse.”                                



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