Sounds of screams, buzzsaws spinning, and blood splattering filled the room as you huddled in the corner, hoping the pigs would forget your existence or would show some form of mercy.

You didn't know what they wanted, you didn't know what you did, but you knew you were simply meat waiting to be killed and grinded.

You weren't sure if they'd pick you for breeding purposes for more humans to slaughter, or for part of the next batch of human meat.

The pigs didn't seem to be coming after you...yet..

All you had to do was wait— well, that's all you could do. What else was there? Nothing. You couldn't protect anyone and no one would protect you, that would essentially be a suicide mission.

This place was hell. Every human was stripped of their clothing. There was no bathroom, no showers, barely any food and water.

The pigs didn't care for you or anyone. They purely just wanted to mutilate every human they can.