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If you could travel to any fictional book world, where would you go and what would you do there?
Thomas Miller
could travel to any fictional book world, I would step into the dark, twisted streets of Flora, Florida, the home of Alchopya, the butcher with a sinister secret. There's something about the grim allure of that place—the hidden horrors lurking behind a storefront, the quiet whispers of those who suspect but dare not speak, and the eerie normalcy of a town built on a foundation of unthinkable sins.
I wouldn’t go there as a customer, nor as a mere observer—I would go to unravel the truth. To feel the pulse of that cursed town under my fingertips. I would walk those dimly lit streets at night, listening to the distant hum of a meat saw, the dull thud of something heavy being chopped, and the uneasy laughter of those who pretend they don’t know what they’re eating. I would seek out Alchopya himself, not to condemn or glorify him, but to understand him. What truly drives a man to such depravity? Is it power? A twisted form of artistry? Or is it something deeper—something even he refuses to acknowledge?
I would talk to the people, study their faces, see the subtle shivers when they bite into their “special” cuts of meat. I would document it all, capturing the terror, the complicity, the uneasy acceptance of a town that has grown too accustomed to darkness.
And maybe—just maybe—I’d be the one to finally bring Flora’s secrets to light. Or, perhaps, I’d simply disappear into its shadows, another unfortunate soul lost to the madness of Alchopya’s world.
There’s something about the most terrifying places that call to me. Maybe it’s the need to understand what others fear. Maybe it’s because I belong there.
I wouldn’t go there as a customer, nor as a mere observer—I would go to unravel the truth. To feel the pulse of that cursed town under my fingertips. I would walk those dimly lit streets at night, listening to the distant hum of a meat saw, the dull thud of something heavy being chopped, and the uneasy laughter of those who pretend they don’t know what they’re eating. I would seek out Alchopya himself, not to condemn or glorify him, but to understand him. What truly drives a man to such depravity? Is it power? A twisted form of artistry? Or is it something deeper—something even he refuses to acknowledge?
I would talk to the people, study their faces, see the subtle shivers when they bite into their “special” cuts of meat. I would document it all, capturing the terror, the complicity, the uneasy acceptance of a town that has grown too accustomed to darkness.
And maybe—just maybe—I’d be the one to finally bring Flora’s secrets to light. Or, perhaps, I’d simply disappear into its shadows, another unfortunate soul lost to the madness of Alchopya’s world.
There’s something about the most terrifying places that call to me. Maybe it’s the need to understand what others fear. Maybe it’s because I belong there.
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