The Grinning Corpse Pile
Language: en
It was a rainy night when a couple came to our house seeking shelter. My mom, Helen, warmly welcomed them. That night, my brother Jack led a group of men from the village into the couple's room. The next day, a large cauldron was set up in our yard. 1 I silently added firewood under the cauldron. Our yard was bustling with activity, everyone's face beaming with smiles as if it were a holiday celebration. Jack emerged from the warehouse, adjusting his pants with a lewd grin. "Tom, you're up next." "Alright!" A tall, skinny man eagerly stood up and entered the barn. I watched them coldly,…