Climbing over the cattle gate, I felt an odd sensation of guilt for a meat eater, as the beasts glared up at me, innocence, and naivety in their eyes, entirely unaware as to the fact that they were about to meet their ends. I patted one on the head.
“What on earth are you doing?” laughed Jess, no stranger to murdering the poor things, having been here so long.
I was saved from having to formulate an answer which could accurately captivate my emotional state by Judith approaching. She grasped the cattle fence and tapped it three times. A little trick which Todd had suggested if one of us were unsure who was watching, and whether it was safe to discuss matters openly.
“It’s fine, Jon’s covering them.” Jess motioned upwards towards the camera intrusively pointing at us just feet away. Jess
