When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him made him almost vomit.
The illusion didn't disappear, but it changed.
The deceptively beautiful packaging peels away, revealing the filth inside.
The ceiling in the house is covered with chains of different lengths. The chains are stained with rust. The brown-red traces are unknown whether they are rust or blood. They exude a fishy odor. There are also chains of different sizes hanging on them, flashing with cold light. The knife is frightening.
The long table is not a long table, but a slaughtering table with rotten pig and sheep heads hanging on it, and the food is not a delicately cooked delicacy, but rotten meat that is infested with worms and has changed color, and the smell is overwhelming. .
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