She had sneaked away with her sister, Anja confessed between irregular breaths: "I had shown Lila the forbidden love between sisters, we had driven ourselves to climax while the smell of Tom Wasar's cannibalistic culinary artistry permeated our noses. The taboo, the proximity to unspeakable consumption, had ignited the passion between me and Lila." Anja's hips slammed into mine, her inner muscles tensing rhythmically, mimicking that frenzied union. ‘We were so horny,’ she moaned, and the words dissolved into a trembling cry as her orgasm washed over her. I also let myself go and came violently, more violently than I had ever experienced an orgasm before.


A moment later, I felt a pain in my face. It was caused by Anja's quick hand movement. I was slapped for my audacity. And then I got a kiss. I was confused. ‘Never ask me about secrets during sex again!’ Anja gave me a cigarette and lit one for herself.

"Sven, I'm not here by chance. I need your help, just as you need me. I'm worried about my sister Lila. She was actually too young to take part in cannibalistic feasts. At the time, Lila felt remorseful.‘ I listened to Anja's explanation with renewed attention. ’My sister Lila had previously been in contact with one of Tom Wasar's daughters, Sofia Wasar. She and her father had invited us to their party. Our father and Tom Wasar had made arrangements without my knowledge, or that of Lila or Sofia.‘ I listened intently to Anja's explanations. ’Sofia was probably not on the menu at the beginning of the planning for this feast. Something went wrong. To make matters worse, there is another mystery." Anja climbed out of the bathtub and showed me various photos. My breath caught in my throat.