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... ment was dim and shadowy, with emaciated corpses hanging from the ceiling, of all ages, both male and female. The bodies were covered in wounds, having suffered excruciating torture before death.

This scene reminded Fang Zhou of the pigs and sheep hung up in a slaughterhouse.

Beneath the hanging corpses was a small hill of skeleton remains, each missing half of their form, with internal organs and blood and flesh mixed together, the stench hitting him in the face.

In a co ...

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