Sean felt his flesh tear and the blood spurt down his back, then he was free.

And human flesh would tear so easily under spiked metal hands.

The flesh tore open, the sleeve of the shirt instantly saturated with blood.

Her neck had apparently been broken and the flesh torn from her cheek.

With the music screaming, her perfect flesh tore open like rubber.

Slowly the fissure grew, his flesh tearing open in long, jagged strips.

Felt the concrete hold strong while her own flesh tore, and her wrist once again began to bleed.

Curiously, the zombies' hair remained in full, except for patches where the flesh had torn away.

She screamed and struggled away, feeling her flesh tear.

The flesh tore around them, and blood ran down to his chin.