The giant letters loomed over the thousands of factory employees.
Josie sweated over the cutting machines. If she didn’t move fast enough she’d get sliced.
Her arm ached from yesterday’s accident. The manager had docked her three week’s pay, accusing her of deliberate sabotage. Now she’d need to work harder to earn her rent.
She stared despondently ahead, the machine shearing another metal sheet.
Josie flung herself forward. Blood sprayed in all directions, bones shattered in screeching metal, guts grinding through the machines.
The factory came to a sudden, expensive halt.