A few days later, Heath Laboratory, Forest Manor.
In the dark room, the suet candles were sizzling, and the pungent smell of burning fat filled the air.
The flickering flames lit up the interior of the room.
A few long wooden tables were put together, and they were filled with strange materials, as well as organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, limbs, and so on.
Heath, who was wrapped in a gray cloak, was standing in front of the wooden table. On the table was a corpse that had been stripped of its clothes. He was holding a sharp knife, and he was scratching the body of the cadaver. He looked like a medical student who was doing dissecting experiments.
Clang! Clang!
The iron cage in the lower right corner kept making noises. It was the few broken hands inside. They were unwilling to be imprisoned, and they kept shaking the iron cage with all their might while holding onto the railing.
