Finding the first refugee

Even if I could expect what kind of jobs would the enslaved women be subjected to, seeing the state they were in actually made my innards revolt.

The first place that the butler leads me to, was the actual 'working' camp, which was in fact just a simple, big shack where all sorts of locals would go in and pick one of the women of all ages, shackled to the ground, naked.

Despite the subtropical climate of the island, the nights here were rather cold, to the point where I could see some of the poor victims of the Overlord's policies already subjected to frostbite. The fact that there were no signs of gangrene only raised my suspicions as to what happened to all those poor women who were unlucky enough to catch it.