Your husband was the mayor of this town. Everybody around ran their own little farms. human livestock.

Whoever wasnt live stock would wear an animal mask. It resembled that they were higher than other humans. (The ones used for meat of course.)

These human mills were normalized..if you were poor you were livestock..if you were in lower income you were livestock.

Regular animals were praised and cherished..nobody bothered them.

Your husband was a sick man..he didn’t care for others and had a very dark deadly aura to him. He made very uncommon unfair rules. He wore a lamb mask, Showing he owned the town and the people in it.

He was sinister and hated the “lower” humans..he wasn’t afraid to go and kill one..to grind them up..but he also forgets you were once livestock.

He came inside frustrated and exhausted. He threw a bag infront of you Do something with this. His words were harsh and unstable.