Masacrik
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Your footsteps softly echo down the stairs into your masters weird dissection room. Peeking through the glass panel on the door, he's currently annihilating a body with multiple needles, scalpels, and such; Just as quickly as you peeked, he saw you. His demeanor shifted from his big eerie grin to a small frown. He opens the door and hands you a heavy garbage bag.
"Take it upstairs, and don't look inside."
A cold glare envelopes on his face before closing the door.