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When Garrett stops at the supermarket on his way home to pick up a few things, he can't begin to imagine the horror he is about to endure. Gruber's is no ordinary store, and when Garrett sees disturbing array of human delicacies on display, it is already too late to escape.
Garrett and the group of strangers trapped in the store with him must come together to find a way to escape and survive against their bloodthirsty hosts who are anything but human and set on adding them to their stock...
A dark disturbing horror story in which the vampires are brutal, violent beasts filled with rage and bloodlust, MEAT: UNCUT tells the story of survival, and how if a man is pushed far enough, he will do anything to survive.
This title was first published in December 2012 ,then later after reader demand this new updated and extended edition was released in 2014, adding much of the content which was cut and restoring the title back to it's intended state. the book has consistently ranked around the top 100 - 200 in the horror charts and recently the movie rights were sold to a Los Angeles production company with a view to producing a feature length movie.
Hell.
That was his first thought as he scrambled to his knees and took in the panorama of the storage area. Countless human carcases hung from hooks— legs, arms, and heads removed and stacked neatly on benches ready for packaging. Arsenio—he who only wanted to buy the latest issue of Time magazine— now hung from one such hook, his eyes glassy and staring, his lower jaw missing. He had been hollowed out, his disembowelled body hanging obscenely from the hook and chain which were embedded into his back.
Hehasnolegshehasnolegshehasnolegs!!
The mantra repeated itself in Garrett’s head, and indeed, it was true. Arsenio was absent from the waist down. Across the room was an old wooden butchery table stained with what looked to be a lifetime’s worth of blood. The huge bear of a man standing behind it— all forearms and bad intentions. His slick head was spattered with blood. There was no mistake. He could only have been the butcher. He was busy de-jointing Arsenio’s left leg, the lower half hanging at a nauseating angle. The butcher paused, the large cleaver still embedded in the knee joint.
“You can’t come in here!” he bellowed, glaring at Garrett, who was now up to his knees and unable to do anything but stare. He scrambled to his feet and backpedalled, grabbing Leena, who was about to enter the room.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Paolo Santini
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Jorge Roldan
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Nicolas Nikle
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