The young man stepped out of the shady building, the door creaking shut behind him as he breathed the fresh air.
He adjusted his collar, a lingering sense of satisfaction warming his chest as he thought of the "party" that mister held earlier for him.
During that party, Mister had given him some little girls that were recently kidnapped for him to play around him, which had greatly alleviate his stress.
He had even joined them for a meal, and surprisingly, he quite enjoyed the 'meat' they prepared, even though they looked suspiciously like human body parts.
But mister said they were pigs who no longer has any uses, and rabbits who were too naughty and tried to escaped several times despite having already been warned.
He didn't even know that mister kept animals, or why he has a hobby of shaping all his food like a human body parts, but who was he to question their hobbies?
He isn't exactly normal either.
