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Walters’ head had been twisted around a full hundred
and eighty degrees. His chest cavity was a ruin.
It looked like something had punched him in the rib
cage, very hard. She reached into one of her holdalls
and found a pair of surgical gloves and a pen. She
inspected Walters’ chest wound and confirmed what
she had expected.
‘He would have died from the blow to the chest
but he was killed when his head was twisted around.
Mikey, check the Grendel.’

Crysis: Escalation, Archeology