It honestly looked like a little human girl, though it was hard to tell with the corpse wrapped up in such an extensive manner; a coffin of bandages. There was a lanky feminine figure that could be outlined, but it was grossly distorted by layer after layer of dirty, bloody bandages that were so carelessly strewn around her. Meant to be white, the coating of gauze was painted predominantly a mixture of maroon and russet. It was hard to trace a line among any single strip and not run into a tear or major crease. At some sections the gauze had split all the way, left dangling down towards the pull of gravity while the figure hung there. It was true that she was also suspended off the ground, chained to the ceiling and the floor and confined to the center. Her arms were handcuffed together and forced upwards by the bindings, looking like they would be ripped out of their individual sockets at any moment. A chain noose also was rung around her neck and pulled tight, though her head hung down; lifeless. From there the chains criss-crossed and spiraled around her body, constricting her body like a snake. One could tell from a distance that the strain of the bindings was tighter than a normal human body would be able to handle, and it was evident as the color of crimson was most prominent around where the chains choked her form. The loops of iron and steel amalgamated around her ankles and hung below her as dead weight, while only about four attached to the ground. There were so many locks, dozens upon dozens, some utterly pointless. And, to complete the look, the figure wore a heavy metal death mask over her head, with tiny slits where the eyes were, and one long line for the mouth as well.
Perhaps the most disturbing fact about this scenario, is that this body had materialized out of thin air. The room was an isolation chamber buried deep within the realm of hell, dark and empty. One moment there was just a clean cell—the next it was bloody murder. However at this point, the cell had been opened. None dared to touch the body yet despite the seeming immobility of the hanging body. The area reeked of gore and rotting flesh, but most of all the new stench of fear overruled it all. Even those hardened in their mentality found themselves incapable of overcoming the horror that was gripping them. It honestly looked like a little girl underneath all of those wrappings, and yet their instinct assured them what it was was much much worse. These were demons, monstrosities of a dark world, and never before would such a graphic scene disturb them to a degree like this. There was definitely something wrong... it was best to contact someone who could better handle this, whatever it was.
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