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House of the Insane Sisters Chapter 7- The Revelation

It was a vision of the circles of hell. A feast of all levels of sin.

Limbo. Lust. Gluttony. Greed. Wrath. Heresy. Violence. Fraud. Treachery.

Pale crimson covered the room like a thin veil of a futile effort to conceal. The thick stench of wet copper was strong, as the walls were splattered with blood, violent and frenzied.

Meat. Pieces of human flesh were scattered on the floor like strips of colorful confetti designed to celebrate.

Sex. The smell of sex floated around the room, its aroma enticing anyone whose thoughts obsessed about the call of the flesh.

And then there were the main stars of the show.

The attic was full of people, humans and once humans... corpses. RJ's eyes immediately went to the familiar ones.

"This is my world, RJ," Maine announced, using a voice that was foreign to him. Maine has always been serious, but she was never totally indifferent. Only now. As if she has temporarily detached herself from the situation. "These people are my family. We are all the same. We were banished by our own family, sent away, ridiculed just because we have a different definition of how it was to sin."

RJ had no words to say about what's happening in front of him.

"Flora has a masochist for a mother," Maine started to explain. "Her mother forced Flora to hurt her every time the father was not at home. It had been their dirty, little secret. She pushed Flora to do the nasty---beat her, tie her, gag her, drown her. Flora had killed her. Accidentally. She was seven."

Flora was at one side of the room. She was standing in front of a large table, knife in hand, slicing the meat for the feast. It was a young woman's body. A number of people circled her, silently cheering her in her butchering. Some have glasses in their hands, glasses that were full with thick crimson liquid. Some have plates, with knives and forks on them, ready to feast on newly butchered meat.

"When the mother died, the ritual had stopped. But it was too late. The desire to hurt was already tattooed on her soul. She craved for it, thirsted for it. Her victims were their house servants. When her father finally found out, she was sent here. She's been here for a year. Serena had a hard time with her. She almost killed the poor woman. Look at her, RJ, look at how alive she is."

It was the first time RJ had seen Flora's eyes alive. Gone were the icy stares, and were replaced by fiery ones, as she chopped the limbs into tiny pieces to the cheers of the crowd.

"Caila," Maine said in a less icy tone as her gaze focused on the woman walking around while carrying a box and stuffing it with severed limbs and heads.

"Caila grew up with her step mom because her father was relocated abroad. The step mom didn't beat her, but she had stuffed her inside a two feet vault as her punishment. For hours. She almost killed her step mom, but the maid was able to intervene. The step mom wanted her gone, but her father loves her so much that when he found out, he had threatened the step mom. He brought her here instead, where she could be normal. Caila had tried to place herself inside the fridge in her room when she first got here. She was able to."

Caila was calm as she roamed around the room, picking up body parts and stuffing them all into a box. Her eyes were alternating between manic and hollow, as if even in her free state, she couldn't decide what to feel.

"And there's Armin. Armin was the youngest boy in a family of six. He was unplanned and his parents showed him how much he was unwanted. They never hurt him physically, no. But emotionally, he was battered black and blue. They treated him differently, as if he wasn't part of the family. Armin never had something to call his own. His wardrobe consisted of hand-me-downs. His toy shelf consisted of broken ones that his older siblings didn't want. Armin loved dolls the most, but he was never granted one. One night, when the parents were away to attend a conference abroad, he finally decided to make one for himself. A doll made from his own sister."