“Greetings. Welcome to the Anderson Factory!”

The reanimated corpse industrialist, James Anderson, smiles at you. There are rotten, maggot infested holes in his cheeks, and his guts are exposed, leaking blood out onto the floor. His intestines are strung around his neck like a noose… God, he looks horrible. Blistering burn scars are visible on his neck.

“How may I help you today?”