There was a kid in my high school class who was leaning back on a high metal stool. It collapsed and one of the pieces went directly up his keister—deep. They had to call an ambulance. I never sat on one of those stools again.
I’m guessing your classmate lived?
My older brother was doing something in his home where he was using scissors on the couch. Somehow they got down into a groove and he forgot the scissors were there. Well he sat on them and the scissors went deep into a cheek. He bled a lot. I don’t know if he was close to death, but he had to call an ambulance. Makes me more careful now about using scissors on a couch.
Turn it over.