Him, and her, on the dance floor. Sharing a moment and having fun, in the middle of the club. Music blearing, people talking, lights flashing. “I hope this night never ends!” she says to herself. He stops for a second and looks at her, he smiles. “Have you ever tried the ‘the worm?’” he shouts at her, over everyone else. “N-no!” she laughs, “I mean, I’ve never tried!” He smiles even more and waves her over to him. “Here, stick your arm out” he says while guiding her arm up. She is a little bit confused by this but giggles. He runs his hand down her arm to her shoulder and then pushes up. It starts to hurt her but she still trusts him, he continues pushing and the pain grows. SNAP! Her shoulder stops resisting and pops out of socket with a nasty, wet pop noise. The pain overtakes her, and she begins to scream and lose her trust in her partner. Now that her shoulder is dislocated, he gives one strong pull and the flesh between the bones rips and her arm comes clean off. The pain is nothing now, she is numb as she looks at her partner, he is smiling with excitement. He drops her dismembered arm on the floor, and it wiggles and jerks around a bit, like a worm. “See! You can do ‘the worm!’”

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