...her intestines were in the sink. Her head was in the fridge. We found her heart on the stairs after Damian and I almost slipped on it. Her ribs and lungs and a few other organs were in the dining room, and everything else seemed accounted for at the bath house.

[Guess who never wants to eat ever again???] Damian said that they were most likely making a mockery of her since she cooked for people here.