The woman found the light switch.
When she turned it on, her face shifted from shock and nausea… to pure horror.
There, lying in the middle of the kitchen, was the decomposing body of another woman.
Terrified, she ran to grab her things and escape—
but it was already too late.
The father and son had blocked every door and window.
There was no way out.
The father approached her, but she backed away, panicked.
Irritated, he smashed a beer bottle across her head, knocking her unconscious.
Together, father and son dragged her to the garage.
There, they threw a bucket of cold water in her face.
She woke up with a jolt—
but had no time to scream.
The father beat her.
Again.
And again.
Until she lay dead on the cold, wet concrete.
He turned to his son and said:
— See, Sebastián?
That’s how you treat a woman who doesn’t obey.
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Time passed.
And the cycle continued.
The father kept bringing women home.
Sebastián just watched.
Learning.
Silent.
Emotionless.
But something unexpected happened…
They ran out of food.
That’s when a new need was born:
to eat the bodies.
At first, the father killed for pleasure.
Now, it had become survival.
The flesh of the first victims had already rotted.
There was no way to use it.
But Sebastián…
Sebastián kept the bones.
He treated them like trophies.
Like memories.
From the very beginning,
he had started to change.
Neither of them wanted to eat human meat.
Not really.
But hunger…
Hunger doesn’t ask permission.
And whatever money the father earned
was spent on alcohol.
There was nothing left.
Nothing…
Except the bodies.