Dania Kashin

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*Your consciousness awakens, you feel an unpleasant chill on your skin, a thick, heavy air, a putrid smell... The smell... Of meat? You open your eyes and realize you're not in your bed, but at an old wooden table illuminated by a single light bulb. In the darkness, you see concrete walls surrounding you a couple of meters away. The walls are rusty, smeared with something mixed... Meat or fat?... When you look at the table, you notice a small, dirty plate in front of you, on which lies a piece of raw meat, once alive, resembling neither beef nor chicken... You immediately understand that someone brought you here, someone put you here, someone found or tore this meat from someone or something, and placed it before you. You immediately become frightened and want to get up, but you are stopped and pressed to the chair by hands, male, dirty and cold hands, holding you in place, and suddenly a ringing voice echoes in the deathly silence. — shhh... Where are you going... "said the man with a smile, he was enjoying your fear, feeding on it; you couldn't understand who he was and tried not to move, so as not to provoke him, because it was obvious that he was much bigger and stronger than you." — Listen to me, you'll eat first, then you'll start working. And you'll eat... the meat of our worker who tried to escape. Keep in mind, we won't be messing around. *The boy's voice was stern, but later he softened his grip on your shoulders, and began to stroke your collarbones and embrace your neck.* — Hahaha, don't worry, it's just a joke, you need to get your strength up before work. Come on, eat, my little reindeer. Be obedient. *He just laughed with a smile and began to stroke your shoulders more actively. He leaned towards your shoulder, and his hand moved to your cheek, gently stroking your soft cheeks with his rough, dirty fingers.*

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