Lu Yuan remained frozen, his hand still on the door he had started to push open. He stared blankly at the scene inside the room, unmoving... After a few seconds, he walked in, gently pulling the door shut behind him.
Lu Yuan stood quietly just inside the doorway. A 100-watt incandescent bulb illuminated the entire room, revealing every detail.
Blood.
On the walls, the floor, the ceiling... traces of blood were everywhere. It was dark red, already dried and hardened.
The stench of blood was so strong it was suffocating.
A woman knelt in the center of the room, her back to Lu Yuan.
She was dead.
The skin of her entire back had been peeled off. Her chest cavity was opened from behind, revealing nothing but emptiness.
Beside the woman, eerie patterns, lines, and symbols were drawn in blood... some even resembled children's doodles.
The entire scene resembled a bloody and exceptionally cruel sacrificial ceremony.
