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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 8:06 pm
The torture chamber was a secret added-on part of the basement. Only the executives of the building and few professional "mad scientists" and "mad doctors" were allowed to enter. Any patient that was brought here died here too. None escaped and all were used in the worst possible way. This was also used as a sex chamber at times.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 3:38 pm
 "Excυѕє мє ωнιℓє ι вυяη, αη∂ яιѕє αвσνє тнє ƒℓαмє."   Diablos was sitting on the edge of the lab table with all the straps against its cold metal surface. His feet swung back and fourth as his eyes scanned the area. The man was growing bored of not having anyone to entertain him, but he liked revisiting his old workplace here in Great Hollow. The incubus turned his head to the left and let his eyes wander along the wall decorated with shackles, chains, and bloodstains. He could only grin at the sweet memory of his slaves. The last time he could remember, this place didn't even look like they attempted to clean it.
Diablos' eyes gazed upon the floor and the scattered bloodstains there. Footprints that were sort of worn away and hand-prints that looked like they dragged along the floor. There was the lab table, also stained red like the walls, floors, and even the stools near it. The incubus took a deep breath. It was almost as if he could still smell the sweat, tears, sex, and blood in the room... just like he could taste the pleasure and fear mixing together into one ominous haze that was unseen. All he could do was chuckle gently and play with the ring on his finger.
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