Captive's Journal II

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"Day 4 They dragged uncle Sen away yesterday morning. Cut a piece of him away as if he were some... 'thing'. An object to be harvested. They stemmed the worst of his bleeding, but with his gaping wound I don't know how long he'll last... Fuck. We need to get out of here fast." "Day 8 Uncle passed away last night. It was a death I'd wish on no man, hacked away piece by piece until he was a twitching stump of a person. They finished what was left of him for breakfast. And us? We retched on the leftovers. Fattening up the food caches... Frighteningly logical thinkers. There are four of us left."