The room was damp and dirty the only thing in the room was a dirty mattress and a bucket in the corner of the room. The only thing that seemed to lead out was a wooden door which was chipped and had scratch marks all over it

Outside of the room it sounded like a person was outside. The clattering of metal and footsteps were dampened through the wooden door but they could be heard. A leaky pipe on the ceiling dropped a little stream of water

After awhile, The lock on the door clicked the knob twisting. Butch pushed open the door slowly and bent down through the doorway. He was a really tall and large man who wore a long apron with was covered in red stains. He had what looked to be a large meat hook in his hand. Butch didn't say anything just looked down at them

GAY PEOPLE Butch pressed the hook to the side of their face, forcing their head to the side. Butch curved the hook to slightly poke his neck, it seemed like Butch was looking at them as if studying him.

Butch stood silent for a moment. He reached forward and grabbed their face, making the dude look at him. Butch was basically holding them off the ground at this point..

His thumb pressed hard into their jaw for a second. Butch then dropped them to his feet, putting his book over his shoulder and wiped his hands with his apron as he walked out of the room

They both gay and that's okay because yes Butch started going through his tools pulling out a very horrible looking device before putting it away and kept looking. Butch hadn't said a word on anything, but from the way he behaved I guess he communicated through violence

🏳️‍🌈 this homosexual is bouta get chopped Butch pulled out a saw and placed it on the table next to him. It would be difficult to get meat off this one

BAVSVSCSVS The door was slightly open as butch was going to return soon anyways to butcher em. Butch had his back turned to the door and was looking through the box of tools like a toy box

LMFAOOO) The floor was slick with a odd dark red substance. And alot of chains and hooks hung from the ceiling, but past that a staircase!

He eats men up,,, literally) The noise of feet hitting the wet floor made him sit up. He turned quickly to see them trying to run away. Butch grabbed his hook and ran after them, hooking it around their waist and pulled him back to butch before the could reach the stairs

Butch picked them up and slung them over his shoulder, ignoring their screams. Butch dragged the hook behind him as he walked to the butcher table which looked like had straps on it to hold someone down. He threw the person down onto the table (gay) and started strapping them to it. Their resistance was basically pointless against him

Butch grabbed their face again covering their mouth and getting closer "𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩." Is all he said, returning to the box of items. Next to the table was a few operating tools

Butch soon returned with some equipment and dumped it on the little tool table. Butch picked up a pair of scissors which were rusty and old

Butch didn't seem to like that and slammed the scissors into the table right next to their head. They stuck upright. Butch clutched their face hard shaking them slightly "𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩." He said a little louder and tougher

Bro is asking to get an ass beating Butch let go after a second of just staring. He turned around leaving them unattained as he went over to what looked like to be a chain wall. He pulled a long chain down

They were tight but given how skinny they were it wouldn't be hard to work their way out. Butch had taken the chain and walked into the cell room with a hammer and a bolt

I'm back Butch couldn't hear them as he was hammering a metal bolt into the wall with the hammer. The stairs lead up to a large door which was locked with a bolt and lock

Most of it were just sharp objects laying around. Eventually Butch finished with the chain and left the room. He paused again seeing them somehow get out Skinny people and I right

Butch was still for a moment, his eyes trailed them for a second before he saw the knife. He looked back at him before charging at them, going for the 🔪

Butch missed the first time but managed to grab the man's hair and pull them to the floor

He basically got on top of them, kneeling on their chest as he ripped the knife from their grasp. Butch didn't seem happy

Butch didn't seemed fazed, people said all kinds of things to try and make him let them go. Butch grabbed their hands and reached up onto the table for something

He pulled down a rope and Tues their hands together. Butch got up and started dragging them back to the room by the foot

"𝙎𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥." is all he said as he dragged them back in. Taking the chain he was previously bolting to the wall and wrapped it around their hands. Reaching into his apron pocket and pulled out what seemed to be a small metal pipe. He stuck it through the chain and literally twisted it with his hands as a makeshift lock

He grabbed their leg to stop them kicking him. He pulled them close and got in their face, "𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥."

He glared at them, staying quiet. He brushed his hand against his hair and tilted his head and paused for a moment. Butch punched them pretty hard in the gut before getting up and leaving them with the door open

Butch sat in what looked like to be a large chair. Probably something he got for him personally because of his size. He started sharpening one of his butcher knives

Wasn't much point to it. As skinny as he was these chains were tight..

Butch just looked at them from the doorway. He wiped the blade off with apron before getting up. He had work to do anyways. He got up and disappeared for a moment. In the distance the soft grunts could be heard as if he was grabbing something heavy. Soon he returned with a large thing of meat. It looked like a whole pig. Butch slammed it down onto the butcher's table

Butch basically started cutting it into bits and putting it through a grinder. Dumping it all in a bucket he returned to the man's room and dropped the bucket of meat Infront of the boy

"𝙀𝙖𝙩." He mumbled stepping back and folded his arms, watching them to make sure they ate it

"𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙫𝙚? 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣." Butch bent down to their level and pushed the bucket closer to them

He narrowed his eye at him. Once again butch reached out and pulled them as close as the chains would allow him. Taking the contents of the bucket in one of his hands and basically shoving it into Kylies mouth

He held his hand firmly against their face, waiting for them to swallow it even if it ment them suffocating in refusal. "𝙎𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩" He spoke pretty rough shaking them some. In size comparison butch was much larger in height and over stature

"𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙." He let go and patted the side of their face before standing up. Taking the lower part of his apron he wiped off his hand. "𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙙."

Butch didn't say anything but he slightly laughed at this. Such a weak little person couldn't even handle that. Butch turned back around and walked back into the center room, setting his hook on the table

Butch honestly didn't care. They had two choices, eat and live or starve and die alone. Butch sat down in the chair across the room from the door. He just stared at them, resting his left arm on the back of the chair

Butch didn't seem to express much besides anger and down right craziness. He rubbed his neck looking at the ceiling cracks

After awhile of this he had enough "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜." He was half covering his face with one hand, really annoyed but he was determined to get his meat

"𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙." He said once more in a condescending tone. He didn't seem like he was messing about