Days past. Your poor mother despite her certain hunger has refused to feed on the flesh of your father. The scientist has made a point to cruelly torment her by reminding her of her fate and her family.
In her tiny confines she can only stare at the reflection of herself, and the fish skull that seemingly stares back at her. The flesh is mostly eaten. Not eaten by her, but by the first swarm of larvae that have hatched from her first egg sac
Already a second egg sac hangs from her.
You've been forced to watch miserably every moment of her torment.
But she hasn't been the only one that has suffered in the direct hands of your cruel captor...