Her ex boyfriend was getting a little impatient with Kelly’s slow dying. She was really clinging on to life. All the other girls had gone much quicker, but Kelly persisted.
He guessed that the doc mustn’t have taken her weight down properly. She mustn’t have had the weight needed for a quick hang after all. Kelly was going to blow out his schedule. He really didn’t want to go home to his girlfriends late tonight. It was girlmeat tonkatsu night, and Marcy’s cooking was always better when it was hot… so he needed to be on time for dinner.

“There’s a good girl, I like it when you pigs struggle, but it's time to die.”
Caine walked over to her twitching body, and decided to put Kelly out of her misery himself. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight bear hug and pulled his feet up off the floor. His added weight snapped her neck like a twig. There was an ungodly popping sound as Kelly’s neck vertebrae dislocated and she died. She reflexively necropissed on his uniform. Her urine soaked his shoulder.

“Attagirl, Kelly, that’s the way to die. Always knew you were a squirter. You did well.” He commended her corpse as if she were still alive.
“Time to get you lot of pigs snap frozen and off to market.” He mused.