Casio awoke, feeling an unparalleled pain throughout his body, as if he had been forcibly tied to an anvil and hammered mercilessly with a quench-hardened hammer thousands of times. Even his skeleton was emitting a grating groan. When he opened his eyes, everything around him was blurred, and there were even tiny, bright stars in his peripheral vision. It took a short while for his eyes to adjust and refocus.
On the attic floor was a radiating splash of blood. His body also had skin cracks. Especially at eight spots, which were deeply dented, exposing the cross-sections of flesh. Some were so deep that the moving internal organs inside could almost be seen.
It was quite disgusting, frightening, and fearful.
