She was so full of bones and manacles, all poking and ticklish - but hardly painful, the inflated walls of this digestive tract a trap that no amount of kicking would break through. Observe three prisoners, who hardly did anything wrong, at varying stages in their journey towards acceptance of their impending doom. Memento mori, a statement that would almost sound crass when surrounded by the remnants of three dozen digested humans, all waiting to be pumped through the sucking intestines and stripped to nothing but cracked and pitted bone.

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