C95 Have Your Conscience Been Eaten by Dogs?

Inside the house, each child's feet were shackled by chains, either sleeping or sitting on makeshift beds that resembled nothing more than piles of withered straw. Two toilets sat among them, their stench permeating the air. It was a scene reminiscent of ancient dungeons where the most serious offenders were held captive.

Beside the door, a large wolfdog was also chained