Meat Locker

Slumber Of Some Evil C.R.E.A.T.U.R.E. 2 B Felt As We Enter This Meat Locker.

Hunger, Homelessness, & Luck Now Has Us Hear.

F.E.A.R. Is Gone. Awe. This Is Our 1st Time N A 4 Real Meat Locker.

Frostier It Is N This Big Ol' Refrigerator. The Entrance Has Been Closed 4 Several Minutes. No Real Worries Though As We Maneuver About The Aisles Adoring What Meat Hooks & Meat Racks So Proudly Display.

Calmly We Seek The Kitchen. The 1 We Know Is A Part Of This Meat Locker. The Kitchen Where There'll B A Refrigerator With The Meat Properly Packaged As Well As What Will Cook It.

Sight Of A Door Avails Our Entrance Into The Next Room. The Sight Of Meat Slabs Dripping Blood N2 Buckets Is Not @ All So Disconcerting.

Something. The F.E.A.R. Is Returning. We R Currently Staring @ What's Utterly Startling.

Staring @ A Plethora Of Human Bodies Amidst Bleeding.

Laughing. Heinous Laughing. Knowing Some1 Is Here Smoking A Cigarette. Knowing This Is Only Knowing Our Demise, Our Very Strange Ending. Meat Locker.