— Dean Spade (Queerture: Q & A With Dean Spade)
every now and again i have these really really gory ones that don’t faze me in the slightest. This one I remembered this morning, somewhere on the way to Harrogate.
Basically, I told some bloke to hide in the bonnet of a car. Iunno what he was hiding from. But we forgot about him, and it wasn’t until I suddenly realised I had blood pouring all over my legs whilst standing in front that something was wrong.
Lifted it up, and he was face down, all smushed against the machinery (which was vaguely coggy and sharp), blood and gore underneath him, moving slightly from the parts still whirring underneath him.
I was like ‘ooohh noooo gonna have to call an ambulance’ and that was it. Also remember thinking ‘i don’t want to turn him over’
Considering I am no fan of gory/scary films in the slightest, it does make me wonder.∞