MAG 30 Killing Floor
The Magnus Archives
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The Day I Was Lost in the Abattoir
There was no clock in that room nor did I wear a watch. A buzzer would usually sound when brakes rolled around and I hadn't heard anything. No more cattle seemed to be coming so I put down the bolt gun and walked over towards the bleeding area. There was nobody there and more than that the place looked clean. It wasn't a dream though or a vision. Everything had changed and I was somewhere new. Eventually I turned a corner to see a small metal staircase spiraling upwards. Some doors led into empty rooms containing only clean machinery. Meat bone separators, splitting saws, scald tanks, each standing there, shining and silent, waiting.
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