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Jack has blood splattered on his face, and a little bit of Hetfield stuck in his eye. The rest of the band looks angry, thinking that he was responsible in some way. A well aimed drumstick goes through his forehead, and then one that is actually used for the drums and isn't chicken does, too. A little bit of MY blood hits a candle, igniting, for Witchdoctor blood is flammable. The boat is soon burnt to a crisp. There are no survivors.
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