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[TheSilverGhost]

Four men stood in the middle of a room.  All four wore speedos.  First was John, a tall muscular farm boy with short curly blonde hair and lightly tanned skin.  Second was John's best friend Jerry, a tall slender man with short straight sandy hair and the long lanky body of a swimmer.  Third was Jerry's twin brother Peter, a tall slim man with short curly hair and without the muscle definition of his brother, but no excess weight either.  Peter was the only one of the four that wore glasses.  Lastly was Peter's best friend George, shorter than the other three but huskier and thicker than the other three with short straight brown hair.



In what order do these four take a bullet?

[TheSilverGhost]

Four men stood in the middle of a room.  All four wore speedos.  First was John, a tall muscular farm boy with short curly blonde hair and lightly tanned skin.  Second was John's best friend Jerry, a tall slender man with short straight sandy hair and the long lanky body of a swimmer.  Third was Jerry's twin brother Peter, a tall slim man with short curly hair and without the muscle definition of his brother, but no excess weight either.  Peter was the only one of the four that wore glasses.  Lastly was Peter's best friend George, shorter than the other three but huskier and thicker than the other three with short straight brown hair.  A loud speaker came on over head.
"Okay gentlemen, would you move to the lines on the floor.  John to the red line, Jerry to the blue line, Peter to the white line, and George to the black line."
They walked to the four lines painted on the floor about a foot and half apart.  John stood facing the wall with Jerry directly behind him, and Peter behind him, and George behind him on a slightly raised platform that brought his head up equal with the other three.  A small port opened in the wall in front of John and he stiffened.
"Oh that's not good." gulped John.
"What is it?" asked George trying to look over the shoulders of those in front of him.
"It's a gun." answered John.
"Oh no!" gulped Peter.
"Where?" asked Jerry.
"Pointed at my belly." answered John.
Behind the wall a 9mm luger was set in a mechanism ready to fire on command.  Hidden cameras all over the room was ready to capture the shot from every angle, while in a nearby room the controller watched through a camera isolated from the room the men were in.  The controller, a tall slender man wearing all black from his boots to his mask, flipped one of the many switches on the board in front of him and the men in the room didn't notice, but the controller did as their movements slowed down to a crawl.
"I love this time dilation room." commented the controller as he put his finger over the button that would fire the pistol.
He started the cameras recording and pressed the button.  John's light blue eyes widened and his mouth fell open as the 3/8 inch lead slug punched its way into his washboard stomach just above his navel.
"Uuuhnh!" grunted John as he bent a little.
  A 6/8 inch hole opened in his back as the lead slug continued on it's path.  The slug thumped into Jerry's washboard stomach above his outie navel, the blood from John splattered on Jerry's belly.
"Yaahh!" screamed Jerry as his raised his hands to his belly.
Peter's blue eyes widened behind his glasses as the now 1 1/2 inch slug came out of his twin brother's back.
"Oooomphh!" screamed Peter as the slug plowed into his firm belly.
Blood and shards of Jerry's spine peppered Peter's belly as he stared down in disbelief.  The now 3 inch slug tore out of Peter's back and made George's soft belly shimmy as it caught him above his belly button.  George looked confused as a loop of Peter's gut splattered on his belly.
"Oooohh!" screamed George as a 6 inch hole opened in his back and most of his intestinal tract went unfurling across the room.
They all four fell back almost at once.  George lay flat on his back, Peter lay bent back across him, Jerry lay across Peter's left leg, and John sat against Jerry's side.  George had died before he hit the floor, Peter managed a few gagging gasped through blood pouring out of his mouth before he died, but Jerry and John were still clinging to life in spite of the damage done to their insides.  The controller turned off the time dilation device and picked up a .22 caliber pistol.  He walked out of the control room and into the room where John and Jerry were still whimpering and gasping in pain.  He walked up to where the were and knelt beside them.  He put the barrel of the pistol at the top of Jerry's speedos.
"No!  don't!" gasped Jerry.
Jerry's whole body jerked as he fired a shot.
"Just kill me." whimpered John.
John screamed in pain he fired off three shots into John's belly.  He stood up and Jerry looked over at Peter and George, then up at their killer.
"Why?" asked Jerry.
Two more quick shots rang out and both Jerry and John jerked.  The only answer Jerry got was the pain of a bullet tearing through his heart.  The controller put his gun away and pulled out four plastic bags.  He pulled a hair out of each of his victims head, then walked back to the control room.  He put the bags into a tray and slid them into a computer bank.  He pressed a button and the computer whirred into life.  The controller pulled off his mask showing Peter's face.
"In a few hours the clones will be done and we can do it all over again." said Peter with a smile as he sat down.