“Private Orangu, don’t be greedy, others are waiting”
Phillipe looked across but the Officer beamed happily. They cut her wrists free, and her ankles then the machete flashed, her left hand stung, she watched fascinated as her fingers flopped sideways severed at he knuckle, then the other hand the same, all four fingers severed at the knuckle, she passed out. XXNX She drifted into and out of consciousness for weeks but finally Stephenson was able to make her understand, he explained about her fingers and legs and she fainted. The Officer was there, Black, in his clean Khaki uniform. He removed the Jaw spreader. “You must decide whether to live or die,” Stephenson explained. There were three shots.




















