A nightmarish, surreal weapon, seemingly alive, constructed from slick, raw meat. Its barrel is an unsettling fusion of spinal columns and sinewy muscle, pulsating as if powered by an unseen heartbeat. The trigger is shaped like a grasping hand, made from intertwined tendons, its bones exposed yet functional. Instead of a stock, a giant, veiny eye bulges grotesquely from the back of the gun, watching and twitching, while strands of muscle stretch across the frame, binding the organic mass together. Veins pulse along the surface, as it drips blood in a steady rhythm, the entire weapon writhing faintly, as though it could come to life at any moment.
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