Chapter 512

Chapter 512 The Meatfolk Market
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Vinny clung to Theresa’s sleeve, her wide eyes locked on her. “Forget it, I’ll go in with you.”
Theresa blinked in surprise. What’s this? Why does it feel like I’m the one who needs protecting?
She told Kyle to stay outside and keep watch, ready to act at a moment’s notice. Then she led the newly acquainted girl, along with Tyger and Quentin, toward the camp.
Vinny brought them to a hidden side entrance. The front gate was guarded, but here, people seemed free to come and go. Inside, Theresa saw rows of farmhouse–style villas.
Before the apocalypse, this place had thrived on agritourism, so the village roads had been paved and the houses were neat, each with its own spacious yard and vegetable garden. The fields were still growing plenty of food.
But it wasn’t the food or the houses that stood out. It was the people. Not one of them looked honest or simple. The moment they noticed Theresa’s group, they froze, staring like jackals spotting prey.
The ones lounging in the shade sat up to watch. The ones working bent over their tasks but kept their eyes fixed. Even the ones walking past slowed down, their gazes following like surveillance cameras.
Under that collective stare, Vinny’s grip on Theresa’s sleeve tightened, her small frame pressing closer. Orıginal content can be found at ͟.net
Fortunately, Theresa’s group had two men. Tyger was broad–shouldered, built like a tank, and wore a face that promised trouble to anyone who dared provoke him. Without him, Theresa figured these people might have pounced already, tearing her and Vinny apart on the spot. Quentin, well… he would have been eaten too.
Theresa slipped an arm around the girl’s shoulders. Vinny looked up at her, and for the first time since the world had ended, she felt the tiniest spark of safety.
Just then, a scream split the air.
“Ahhhh! ”
It wasn’t the scream of fear–it was raw, primal pain.
Vinny froze, her entire body rigid. “That’s the meatfolk market!”
Theresa and the others followed the sound–and what they saw shattered their understanding
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A woman’s hands were tied to a post. She was completely naked, bent over a butcher’s block like livestock. Behind her, a man in a bloodstained apron hefted a cleaver high.
The blade came down with a sickening crack.
Theresa quickly covered Vinny’s eyes, and Quentin slapped a hand over hers. The metallic stench of blood filled the air, mixing with screams sharp enough to peel skin.
“Stop! What the hell are you doing?!” Tyger roared, his whole body trembling as he charged forward.
The butcher raised his glowing red eyes and sneered at him. “Buying meat? One pound for one pound.”
Only then did Theresa understand what Vinny meant earlier about the meatfolk market and eating people. They treated people as food–literally butchered them, sold them, and ate them.
“That’s a human being! How can you just kill her?!”
The butcher looked at him like he was insane. “You buying or not? If not, get lost.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, others stepped up eagerly.
“I’ll buy!”
“Give me two pounds.”
“That’s
my
wife! Pay me. All of you pay me!” a man in the corner shouted.
Another man sat beside him, collecting payment–grain, gleamstones, whatever they had.
“I want two pounds of ribs.”
“Give me a pound of rump!”
“All the thigh meat for me!”
On the butcher’s block, the woman bled as her limbs were hacked apart. Her wide eyes stared, helpless, until the light drained from them, leaving only the emptiness of death.
Tyger shook with fury. He could barely contain himself. “You’re her husband?” he shouted.
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“Yeah! She’s my woman! If you want meat, pay up!”
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“Are you even human?!” Tyger grabbed him by the collar, causing the coins and food to spill out of his arms.
The man was wiry, smaller than the rest, but his eyes were just as feral. He bared his teeth like a cornered wolf. “Don’t play righteous with me. This is the apocalypse. She’s my wife, I can do whatever I want with her. If you don’t like it, buy her whole d*mn body!”
Tyger snapped. With a roar, he kicked the man off his feet, sending him crashing into the butcher’s stall and knocking the entire table over with a bang.
“What the hell are you doing?!” someone shouted.