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University of Horrors



The corridor smelled natural and therefore unnatural.

The new born lamb hung suspended from a harness with a tracheotomy inserted into its throat. A tube dangled from its abdomen. Its head restrained, eyes innocent, agonized.

Tiny sounds of pain escaped despite its severed throat.Soft, so soft the silent sacrifice. 'For the good of humanity', echoed the tin words.

I am stranded on a world upon which I do not belong
Tears seared my eyes and I said aloud, "may God forgive us, may God forgive us"


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