"Where did they come from, ya think?" Matt asked while looking over what appeared to be some 50 different vials in total, all hanging from individual hooks on this intricately carved tree.
"I'm not sure. What do you think this is all about, anyway?" Tom asked, looking at vials with markings of what appeared to be pigs, horses, rats, birds, and even something like an elephant too. Some were even worn away, with no real indication of what image used to be there.
Tom popped a cork out of one and lifted it under his nose. It smelled like stagnant water and flies. When turning to look at the image, a frog was there. Placing it back, it reached for the pig he saw. Sniffing that one, he had to stop himself gagging.
"You ok?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, it's just this smells like shit," Tom remarked, corking it again. "Maybe it's the smell of where these animals are from?" he offered.
Matt shrugged and continued look through it all.
Tom was left curious and looking over the vials, the notion to even take a swig from one was somehow taking foot in his mind. Intrigued by the thought, Tom bit his lip and decided to try a swig while reaching for the vial marked with a...