Bernice opened her eyes to complete darkness. Her head was resting upright on something cold and metallic.

    “Mmmmph?” She tried to ask, only to realize there was something in her mouth. She tried spitting it out, only to fail as the object pushed against something she could not see. She listened intently, hearing a muffled voice.

    “And now, for the main course!” The voice announced. Suddenly, Bernice’s world was shot into brightness.

    Directly in front of her sat probably the plumpest woman she had ever seen. Standing next to her was a man in a waiter outfit. “Oh boy, they’re still fresh!” the woman shouted.

    Looking to her left and right, Bernice realized the other dishes being served at this establishment were the detached heads of her new friends!

    Bernice spat out her apple gag, screaming for help at the top of her lungs, as the large woman grabbed her knife and fork…

    “What is the condition of the targets?” Asked the leader.

    “Her head remains unconscious sir. Her body has been placed in the holding cell, like you asked.”

    “Good.” The leader got up, heading towards the door, “I guess it’s time to give our guests a proper introduction.”