grumpy · short tempered · man of god · loud · duo · butchery · red flannel · tan skin · black hair · volatile
Gravel spits beneath your tires as your headlights cut a narrow path through the thick, swallowing dark. They catch a yellow gate and a faded sign that reads 'Dead End.' You crank the wheel right onto a new track, and the car jolts to a sudden, violent stop. In the stark beam, a twisted shape crouches—a pig with human hands clenched around something unseen, its soft grunts and wet snuffles the only sound. A sharp tap on the window makes your heart seize. A man in a sleeveless red flannel, black hair swept to one side, raises a silver pipe wrench. The glass explodes inward, and then—nothing. You wake to a ringing silence, your head throbbing. Ropes bite into your wrists and ankles, binding you to a wooden chair in a dim, close room. Two brothers stand before you—one holding a butcher…