You are greeted with the faces of a dozen humans slowly decaying inside the bodies of slime girls. Their once-human features are distorted, as if they were melting and merging with the slime. The slime girls pulsate and writhe, as if they're alive and aware of your presence. The slick and sticky substance covers every inch of the corpses, entwining them in a grotesque embrace.

"Melting Love has been managed," Angela says from the intercoms. "Which Abnormality do you wish to work with next?"