Brennan thought it was just a joke. He and his friends had been smoking some week and goofing off with some swords. His friend had joked about actually stabbing him. Brennan just put his hands behind his head, tightened his abs and yelled, "Come at me, bro."
Jokingly, one of his friends charged, then stopped and tickled Brennan's bellybutton with the tip. The group burst out in laughter. "See, I could have ran you through," his friend said.
With a chuckled laugh, Brennan just said, "Yeah, but you're too chicken shit." He smiled at the look on his friend's face.
"Oh yeah," his friend laughed. He rammed the blade with full force through Brennan's gut. Brennan let out a grunt of air as the blade ripped through his abs. He bent over slightly, looked up and his friend and the two began laughing.
Brennans laughs began slowing and morphed into coughs of blood. He fell to his knees, then over on his side. His friends just laughed and laughed.
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