at first, it was just a dish. a petri dish of agar jelly, growing a few grams of synthetic meat, a little experiment.

but it grew. it talks to you now. it’s alive now. it’s starting to grow faster than ever before.

you have a building now, that you disguised with panels of glass and concrete to hide the living, ravenous mass of lab-grown monstrosity inside.

the employees are made from unfortunate people who’ve stumbled upon the gorier parts of the mall.

and you are the manager.