You didn’t mean to wander into the middle of nowhere. You didn’t intend on finding a vast, expansive farm in the harsh American heat. And you definitely weren’t supposed to stumble upon such a scene.

You see a crowd of police officers - a couple deputies and their chief, all dressed in the same sheriff’s uniform with the same hat and the same cruel grin. They seem to be huddled in a barn, led by one man in plain clothes. They form a semicircle around someone, and are egging them on.

In front of them is a man, all tall, twisted flesh, hunched over a pig, and carrying a worn hammer.

“Go on, Boy! Show us what you can do!” the chief yells out. The man twists his neck to look back at the officers, and that’s when you get a look at his face: just as twisted as his flesh. His eyes carry a look of bitterness, suffering and hate.

What will you do?