章 392: The Bloody Mountains

A wide wooden table, darkened by a sanguine substance stood in the center of cave, the ground flattened via grinding, space expanded into a large semi-sphere, chains and ropes holding fresh carcasses, strips of flesh left to dry up, some left above small fires, smoke washing over them, sausages, ham, blood sausages, jugs of blood, jars of grounded bones, neatly piled osseous matter, all possible body parts under every form and shapes they could possibly take on.

This cave actually had built in chimneys, one wall in particular had been smoothened perfectly flat, a collection of tools lined up, some forged out of iron, some carved out of stone, some out of wood, a few even fashioned from bones, this entire space was a slaughter house and kitchen all in one, one could butcher and immediately prepare the food.