It’s like 1/3 decent and 2/3 vomitorium. And you’re just like, “make it to the end, make it to the end.” And the voice in the back of your head is like, “No! No! I don’t wanna! You can’t make me!” But you are so horrified and soooo fucking curious so you keep reading.
And afterwards, there’s not enough bleach in the world. And the author makes it worse by sneaking in manips at the very end, just to make you REALLY want to gauge out your eyeballs.