That's right, almost every single boss standing beside me was an animal Vivienne had tortured and killed since she was a kid.
There was the tuxedo cat she'd blended into pulp, the golden retriever she'd cut the vocal cords of before locking in a tiny metal cage to breed nonstop. There was also the bunny she'd wrung all four limbs off like a damp towel before tossing into the trash, and all the dogs and cats she'd skinned and butchered to line her own pockets.
Bunny and I were the only two people in this horror game dungeon who came from the real world. If anyone's to thank for us ending up here, it's Vivienne.
Following the clues we'd dug up, we'd found out Vivienne pretended to be an animal rescuer, but was secretly a sadistic monster who tortured and killed animals.
One rainy night,
