Duskapos;s boundary

For six or seven days, every night, an old woman would sit in front of me, silently reciting scriptures and incantations, waving strange talismans. Sometimes she would even subject me to cruel torture, pain like being scalded with boiling oil, peeling my skin off. Then she would feed me some strange meat and medicinal soup.,But this movement undoubtedly comes at a tremendous cost of pain.,Lifting the bowl, one saw a square piece of red-tinged boiled meat sitting in the dish underneath.。