Chapter 51 A Mage's Torture Chamber

• This room was worse than anything I’d imagined. There were bloody shackles lined up on the wall. Dangling from one of them was the limp form of a man that had been gutted. Beginning from one shoulder and splitting down into a ‘y’ over his torso. With half his innards still spilling out of him. A bit of intestine reaching the floor.
• I swallowed hard and had to look away. As soon as I saw it, my nostrils caught the acrid odor.
• Along another wall was a naked woman that hung limply. Long hair strung forward. She was dead too. Covered in giant seeping boils.