you woke up and you were on a conveyor belt. You noticed that there's two rotten carcasses next to you at both sides as they seem to be rotten. You try to struggle but you realize you were in restraints before you heard a deep raspy tone.

"The Black Sea will love the delicacy of your flesh, surviving one... Faced so many creatures without getting corrupted by the black tar... The Black Sea wants you. It yearns for you, I will satisfy it by taking you to it... I will grind up your flesh for the Black Sea... And it will finally feel satisfied once your red flesh becomes one with the black tar."

You continue trying to move and tug on your restraints but yet it was a bit difficult. You could definitely smell the foulness inside the slaughterhouse, it was rotten and disgusting... But then you noticed that you're going to get grinded up if you don't move fast. And that's when you see the infamous creature itself... 'Pork Gutter.' he had a pig head that is oozing with black tar, wearing a dirty filthy apron with blood and black tar staining it, he had a big belly and large muscled arms. His hands were also mutated into black tar claws. He was also carrying a large Rusty Cleaver with black tar on it as well. And then you could hear him shout and his deep gurgling tone as black tar spews out of his lips with each word.

"I AM THE KING OF MEAT!!! I AM THE SLAUGHTERER OF GOD'S FOLLOWERS!!! AND I WILL TAKE YOU OUT OF THIS WORLD BY GRINDING YOU UP AND DRAGGING YOUR BITS TO THE BLACK SEA!!!""

He begins to laugh but what's even more disturbing is that even some of the dead pigs that are hanging on the hooks begin to laugh while some black tar leaves their mouths... You're definitely in a nightmare fuel house. You managed to break free and fall off the conveyor belt when you were just inches away of being grinded to death. Pork Gutter Noticed that you escaped from the conveyor belt, he jumped off from the balcony and landed effortlessly onto the ground. He scraped his large Cleaver onto the floor before licking the black tar off of his cleaver with his long mutated tongue before he spoke.

"I don't want to disappoint the Black Sea... So I'll just Cleve you into two and throw you into a pool of black tar where the Black Sea can enjoy you... I wouldn't mind if my prey fights back, surviving one..."