What surprised me was what was inside those cells.
They weren't normal prisoners. They weren't even people.
Abominations.
Each cell was twenty by twenty feet, and within every single one lay a creature that looked like it had been pulled out of some nightmare.
Twisted bodies, limbs that were either too long or fused into grotesque stumps, skin pulled taut or flaking in patches, eyes sewn shut or glowing dimly beneath lids.
Some were massive, easily thrice the size of a normal human, while others were hunched and twisted, their bodies barely holding together.
Thick chains bound their limbs, wrists, elbows, ankles—anchored deep into the stone floor and walls. Heavy metal clamps locked their mouths shut.
And in each and every one of them… two thick black tubes sprouted from their backs.
The tubes pulsed faintly, and I could observe dark red liquid, thick and slow like syrup, flowing inside.
