When he'd finally mustered up the courage to glance down at the hammer embedded in his chest, he noticed that he wasn't bleeding. With trembling hands he grasped the handle, preparing to take another swing but as he pulled it out his chest crumbled and fell to the floor with a soft thud.
He turned to the mirror beside him and saw that where flesh and blood and all his damned organs should be, was a dark hollow space.
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