With Strangle and Cloak's help, Su Ming followed the corridor and found many hidden rooms.
More than a dozen of them had been converted into various laboratories. There was even a massive morgue connected to a biochemistry lab.
Several disemboweled octopus-faced corpses lay tossed onto operating tables like ragged sacks, their golden blood already dried on the floor.
"Slade, I have a bold idea." The pair of white eyes on Wade's mask narrowed as his cheap hands began fiddling with the octopus tentacles on a corpse's chin. "Do you think these tentacles could be used to make takoyaki? They seem really chewy."
As he spoke, he gave the tentacles a few tugs. When he let go, they snapped back like rubber bands and smacked the True Faerie in the face with several sharp slaps.
That only made Wade enjoy himself more.
"Although aliens don't really count as people, so eating them wouldn't technically be a big deal, I'd still advise against tasting Old Ones' Kin." Su Ming crouched and touched the bloodstains on the floor. An icy, slimy sensation lingered on his fingertips. "There are plenty of side effects. It might make you stop liking the opposite sex from now on."
Based on the freshness of the flesh and blood, Strangle indicated that the True Faerie on the operating table had been dead for at least three years. It was unclear how it had been preserved so perfectly, which was hardly reasonable, but the dissection performed on it had taken place roughly ten hours ago.
"Eek!" The moment his cousin heard he might turn gay, he immediately released the tentacles and wiped his hands on himself. "That scary? If I stopped being interested in women, I honestly couldn't think of any reason to keep living."
"Women are your life?" Su