CARDIACS MUSEUM.
A place where all the bastard children of our past, and other varied curiosities, have been securely locked away from prying eyes in lonely darkened rooms, tended with love and care by Miss Swift and disciplined by The Consultant. But for too long!
If you consider yourself to have the stomach for it, then by all means venture forth and uncover those shameful trinkets that you so obviously desire.
But heed this warning!...Tread carefully foolish seekers of gritty truths, for what lies beyond is, most assuredly, not for you.
