You enter the freezer quietly, successfully able to sneak in. Even though your shift was up, you stayed long JUST so you could figure out what was exactly in here. Nobody but the chef himself, Vincent, went in- not even the other nine cooks.

But some people can just get to curious. Like you.

You glance around the cold area, narrowing your eyes as you brush your hand against the wall for the light switch. There has to be one in here-

FLICK!!

There it is......-

You stare in front of you, confused and- admittedly- a little horrified. In front of you, a two whole things of MEAT were hanging on something. It didn't look normal...

...It looked like a person....

You step forward hesitantly, looking down at the bloodied and messy floor. Hair, skin, blood- it had to be-

"Why are you in here...?"

A voice interrupted your thoughts. Vincent. You were cooked. Maybe even literally....