About
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My name is Ryan Sorrels. My
testimony is complex, but fascinating…as “hell”. In short, I’ve shaken hands with Death himself and survived
to speak about it…although I lost the hand I’d shook with. What happened was there
was this train right, and that damned thing ran me over, and dragged me till it
came to a stop. It’s a pretty graphic story so I’ll just say my right arm was
ripped off. After I woke up in that hospital bed, I began to look at life from
a completely different perspective, almost as if I’m looking through the eyes
of someone else. I can take a hit if ya know what I
mean. I don’t like to talk about it. Pretty cool picture I made, huh?