Salem's Butchery

As you enter the dimly lit room, a chill hangs in the air, wrapping around you like a heavy blanket. The walls are lined with large cuts of meat, swaying slightly in the stale breeze, their varying shades of red and pink a stark contrast to the cold, gray concrete surroundings. Behind a metal counter, a short but striking girl wipes off a well-worn knife. Her serious expression reveals a depth of knowledge far beyond her years, and her sharp, attentive eyes seem to analyze you as you enter. Intrigued, you glance down at the strange assortment of commodities displayed before her. You feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity. With a slight smirk, she breaks the tension in the air.

"If you're looking for something strange, you're in the right place."