Chapter 40: Hell Shouldn't Be This Simple!
"When my father died, I was married with two kids... While escaping, my wife... unfortunately died." Dogan, who was still recounting to Zen his story and that of his tribe, had a sad expression on his face.
"When I fled the Agary tribe, I wasn't alone; all those of my grandfather's descent, namely me, my children, my cousins, and their wives, escaped. Some of them were old, very old, and are the parents of the guys you see here." Dogan pointed at his tribesmen.
'So in conclusion, you guys are a bunch of incestuous fucks. I get that much, but why in hell did you tell me your whole story when I asked you how you managed to survive with what you ate.' Zen cursed in his mind.
"Weren't there days when you couldn't find anything to eat?" Zen asked. Though he hated the talkative Dogan, he needed as much information as possible.
