The Possessed, Murderous Hands.

Whose hands were these?

Detective Armstrong entered the garage where several uniformed officers stood over the blood-soaked body. “So, what do we got?” he asked, taking in the blood-splattered scene. “This is a weird one, Detective.” “How so?” “Take a look at the body. He apparently chopped off his hands with the table saw and bled to death.” Armstrong knelt down. “And?” “And we can’t find his…

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Jo Ann Harris

Writing on Medium since 2018. Writer for Crow’s Feet, Family and Children, Illumination, About Me and others.I write about a myriad of subjects with you in mind