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"Good idea!" Jack lead the way over to the broom closet and saw Jill holding the flashlight protectively against her chest. "Everything's going to be ok. Don't worry!" He smiled as he turned and opened the door. Immediately he wished he could have taken those words back. Upon turning the door handle the door burst open as if under pressure and a moment later a stiff cold corps of a tall man fell upon Jack taking him by surprise. "AHHHH!!" He yelled as he caught the body and fell to the floor under the weight. It crashed down on top of him, crushing the air from his lungs. Gasping and wheezing, Jack flailed underneath it. "G-g-get it off! Get it off!" He yelled, trying to get out from under the corpse. Finally managing to push the heavy body off himself and too the side. Jack scrambling to his feet, breathing hard and backing as far away from the body as he could till his back hit a wall. The body Lay prone, unmoving, cold and dead, one arm looking like it was torn off at the shoulder "Wh... What the hell... WHAT THE HELL JILL!!! Why is there a dead body in a broom closet?? Why doesn't it have an arm??" Jack shouted as panic and shock started to take over.