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Free, check this out, you might enjoy it. The Fleshman.



I like that link! Good stuff.


Took me a while, but I found two other pieces in a book I read not too long ago:

"When the senior interrogator reproached his underlings for excessive violence, he had to explain that what he meant was 'beating prisoners to death, cutting open their arms, their backs and their penises'. Inmates were drained of their blood for use in the city's hospitals. 'They used a pump. They went on until there was no blood left in them and they could scarcely breathe. You could just hear this wheezing sound, and see the whites of their eyes rolling as if they'd had a fit. When they were through, the corpses were thrown in a pit.'


"We stopped at a collection of buildings I had never seen before, at a clearing back in the woods....Some wrinkled black objects hung from the eaves of the roof but I was too far away to see what they were...In the afternoon, the guards brought in a new prisoner, a pregnant woman. As they walked past I heard her saying that her husband wasn't a soldier...Later an interrogator walked down the row of trees, holding a sharp knife....He spoke to the pregnant woman and she answered. Then he cut the clothes of her body, slit her stomach and took the baby out. I turned away but there was no escaping the sound of her agony, the screams that slowly subsided into whimpers and after far too long lapsed into the merciful silence of death. The killer walked calmly past me holding the foetus by its neck...He tied a string around it, and hung it from the eaves with the others, which were dried and black and shrunken."

This last part refers to kun krak or smoke-children.
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The only thing you got that I want, is your suffering.