You take a seat. This strange place certainly has the appearance of a tavern, but not the type that you're used to. The cutlery isn't chained to the table for one thing; the floor isn't hidden by sawdust for another.
You nervously peruse the strange list of dishes. There's no cake.
What will you try?
Liver.
Heart.
Spleen.
Eyes.
Salad.
The Children's Menu.
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