No words could describe what had taken place here.
Sixty minutes of acts unspeakable. A room filled with the smell of Death. Blood dispersed in reckless abandon. Surely a glimpse into whatever Hell could be awaiting those truly deserving of its bounty. The perpetrators of such sick cruelty.
Her body lay in a rusty pool of red on the floor. Off to the side like so much dirty laundry. Her purpose had been served and now Alice would be further processed for complete utilization. Nothing in the waste pile - except for her potential. Stolen by the monsters that destroyed her.
Life isn’t always pretty…
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