...a Disoriented Blur

Vale Of Pnath

....I was
 confused. The doctor stared at me with a smile as he reached out with a scalpel
 cut off a piece of her brain and stuck it in his mouth and smiled with every
 chew. He closed his eyes while chewing, personifying the taste and pleasure.
 The lady was oblivious. She could not feel anything. I was sill confused by
 what was happening and how I ended up here. Why must I witness this act of
 savored lust? Then he closed the trap door, one bite was enough for now. The
 poor lady, brain exposed crying holding a decapitated head with its cranium split. Then it hit me. Where’s the rest of the
 man, why is she holding the head. The lady had bent her head forward again
 releasing her brain from its womb to be met by a strangers. She stopped crying
 and started screaming. I started to get depressed. She was removed, felt so
 alone, after she left only friend gone. (TO BE EATEN) everything except her
 face a symbol of the treasure they keep it was agony.(RAVEN, RAVEN) The man’s
 head on the other side of the room looking through me with utter grief and
 despair on his face it was agony.....