Turmoil (for your amusement).
I had an über-disturbing dream last night. I'd broken into an old manor built around an open courtyard, and I couldn't get out. There were several people living in it... Deliverance types. They had a 'gallery' in one wing of the manor dedicated to a collection of embalmed human oddities. I stumbled across one of the 'residents' sodomizing a deformed woman who wasn't quite dead -- one last romp before she got pickled. I choked him to death out of disgust, then her out of pity.
They were using a church they ran on the main road to lure victims to feed to their pigs. When they had no victims, they picked the weakest pigs to feed to the other ones. I remember waking up very briefly, repeating "pigs feeding pigs to pigs" in a whisper. I fully intend to work this into a story as soon as I'm slightly less disturbed by it.