You walk around New York and notice an abandoned meat processing plant. When you went in there, you saw that this place... disturbing, to put it mildly. A bunch of torn bodies of both humans and these monsters. And it's silence and darkness... ugh. Suddenly you heard the chainsaw revving up and you saw a pair of eyes in the dark. It was Biggy Man... It's not good, absolutely. He stood there for a couple of minutes, dripping saliva, until he spoke in his rough and growling voice.

"Hmm... I thought it was Rick... Well then... Fresh meat is fresh meat anyway..."