Eleventh Shift.

Deep within the bowels of the meat department. Tourniquet is led by an unstable Cutter towards an uncertain fate. Ear Ache bumbling behind the two.

"Look at all this meat..." Tourniquet looks around in amazement. "This Store is so freaking small, how the hell can the meat department be so damn big!?!" He wonders and Cutter glances back.

"Synergy dear Tourniquet. It's incredible what can happen when you inflict a horrific virus upon your employees and set them loose in a closed off section of the store."

Tourniquet looks at Cutter, "Is this the only place like this?" He asks and Cutter shakes his head, "You haven't even seen the perfume department yet..."

Ear Ache wanders up with something in his mouth. Chewing slowly and obviously enjoying himself. Tourniquet raises an eyebrow, mouth contorted in disgust.

"Umm... What are you eating?" He asks and Ear Ache smiles and bares his teeth, half chewed gobs of meat draping his teeth like small pink pustules.

"Bunnies." He replies cheerily.

Tourniquet looks to Cutter. "Knowing Ear Ache, I'm sure we don't want to know." Cutter says and turns back to the matter at hand.

"Look." He points and Tourniquet follows his hand towards the sight of an enormous castle crafted purely of meat and bone. Penetrating up from the ground like a broken bone through flesh.

Tourniquet's mouth hangs open. "Seriously, just how can this place be so fucking big?" He stammers and Cutter shrugs.

"Like I said, Synergy."

Out of the corner of his eye Tourniquet spots Ear Ache nomming on a large hunk of meat sticking out of yet another humongous pile of meat refuse.

"Ear Ache! Stop eating that leg! You have NO idea where that's things been!" He shouts and to his horror the mound starts to stir.

Ear Ache stumbles back confused as the pile of meat raises up from the ground, revealing the massive Meatsack that it truly was.

It's pair of massive, fleshy eyes roll open, it's face split apart by row upon row of razor sharp teeth. Standing upon it's massive four legs it stood taller than the three of them combined.

And the giant hunk of flesh Ear Ache had been steadily devouring was jutting out, it's position revealing what it really was.

The angered meatsack turns to the three of them with a vicious growl erupting from deep within it's throat. And as Tourniquet's bladder shriveled up in terror, Cutter simply nudges his shoulder, whispering "That wasn't a leg......"