Ella stood behind the two of them as they crouched over him, pouring more and more soil into his mouth, it looked like a grotesque version of when Calum and Conor had buried their mother that day at the beach. They were screeching and wailing. Mr Armitage’s eyes were reddening as seemingly every blood vessel popped. He stopped moving, but Sara just held his mouth open as Bethany thrust her hand in, pushing more and more soil down she rammed her fingers down his throat, sliding all the dirt she could. They got a huge amount in. Of course they did. You can do what you like with the empties.

The End

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