22 Shed

Josh decides to check out the shed. He wanders about inside, looking about for anything of interest. He picks up a cardboard box of stuff with the intention of taking it back to the house. Just as he’s passing a wooden support-beam he lets out a scream.

“Motherfucker! Goddamit”

He catches his arm on a protruding wood-screw and it deeply rips into his flesh. He doubles-up in agony and clutches at his arm. He leaves a coating of dripping blood on the screw-head.

22 Shed

Josh decides to check out the shed. He wanders about inside, looking about for anything of interest. He picks up a cardboard box of stuff with the intention of taking it back to the house. Just as he’s passing a wooden support-beam he lets out a scream.

“Motherfucker! Goddamit”

He catches his arm on a protruding wood-screw and it deeply rips into his flesh. He doubles-up in agony and clutches at his arm. He leaves a coating of dripping blood on the screw-head.