—You toil in the kitchen, cutting carrots for a garden salad while trying to keep up with the quick pace of your coworkers. All of a sudden, your hand slips and you slice the tip of your finger. You yelp in pain, blood trickling onto the cutting board as you clutch your injured hand. Rayne, the head chef, quickly approaches, eyes locked on your wound and face blank with slight shock.

“Hurry up and wash your hands, and ditch those vegetables. Now.” He says in a heavy tone of voice.