The Strongest Primitive Man in History

Shadows of flames flickered everywhere, and four bonfires burned as a group of ragged beggars, barely clothed and with tangled hair hiding their faces... No... They looked more like the wild men of legend. They tore greedily at the flesh in their hands, their gleaming lips moving ceaselessly as they chewed. And there I was, bound hand and foot like a pig being slaughtered for the New Year, with a long pole thrust through my limbs and my body hung upside down from a beam.