He changed his grip on the knife and with a mighty heave, brought it upwards, slowly splitting the muscle of her upper belly.The agonizing pain brough... a scream of pain which echoed up and down the still-silent square. Blood splattered into the bowls at her feet and a few loops of intestine poked their heads out of the deep gash. Kelly gulped down air and the loops wriggled grotesquely. She screamed her agony at the uncaring sky. Then again, and again.The shaman reached out and with his. As always she listened to my every word and asked me some questions about what went on. Most of her questions I just couldn’t answer and she said something that sent a shiver down my spine, “I think you might have been drugged.” I didn’t want to believe it. I couldn’t believe it. Who would have done such a thing? When I asked her that question she said one name that again sent a shiver down my spine, “Scott.” I didn’t want to believe her so I changed the subject. As always she seemed to. "A long pause, "OK, before or after?" After." I said. "Very well," he said. We made our goodbyes and hung up.Someone with a lot of ready funds had bought my house and greased the wheels a bit to get things expedited. And of course, that was Brian's specialty.Call me stubborn or stupid, but I don't like being outmaneuvered like that.I arrived at the building right at 3:00. McGill was already there with the door open. I pulled inside and parked out of the way.Before I could even get out of the. I guess I felt sorry for him so we moved on to a bar we used to spend evening in and by closing time we all felt quite mellow so Burt invited us to his house he,d inherited from his parents, his father having died years before, his mother a year ago. His house certainly brought back the memories to me as he broke out a bottle of Jack Daniels for us and vodka for Sarah for the Bloody amarys she loves. The JD we drank straight with ice. It Wasn,t me that started to chat about our experimenting.