Evelyn
The deep, sensual music echoed through the corridor walls. Each beat vibrated through my body, pounding painfully in my chest, making my bones rattle as I pushed deeper into the entrails of that place.
I pushed the first door open carefully.
And what I found was a spectacle of horror.
People hung against the walls, chained in place. Their eyes closed as if they were asleep. Silhouettes surrounded them like vultures circling carrion. Their mouths were pressed against wrists, legs, and arms. Any piece of exposed skin. Puddles of red formed on the floor.
The metallic, pungent scent of blood filled the air.
A choked gasp escaped my lips. For a moment, I stood frozen, too stunned by what I was witnessing to move.
A man turned toward me when he heard the sound. His eyes were a brig
