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... re glowing faintly crimson, their eyes bloodshot and feral.
As Leonard narrowed his eyes to inspect closely.
He noticed a few of them scratched at the bars with broken nails, leaving smears of blood, as if they were trying to escape their own skin or whatever pain they were undergoing.
Everywhere Leonard looked, he saw fragments of horror: scalpels left mid-operation, journals filled with scribbled notes, and sigils drawn in dried blood to keep the victims restrained.
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