That first bird: a young woman from school was the first to kill, and it didn't go as well as it could have. The knife seemed to stick; the bird freaked out; she responded in kind but got the knife through the neck...She had blood running down her cheeks and held the head in her hand. She was blameless; it's hard for your hands to know what to do. In the cluster of students around her, I saw one of the teaching assistants from school, her eyes also shining with tears.
Most of us were shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot. I held my knife with a tight grip..."
Beaten, Seared, and Sauced by Jonathan Dixon