Push the meat in, grind it up, make the sausage. Push it in, grind it up, make the sausage. Year after year. People want this, I give it to them. Supply and demand. Keeps me busy. Stops me thinking. Sounds of bleating. What is that? Oatmeal? In my life, every day, feed him, care for him, share my life with him. I love that goat, I could never eat THAT goat. Why is he so different to the others? Why was my brother so like the others that I could do that? No. Don't think about him. You're a different person now. You've changed, you've shown that, you don't want to hurt anymore. Stay away from the meat, away from the killing, I mean slaughtering. If you don't do that then you're a good person, right? Fight against that, fight against that and they'll never know.
The room is brightly lit and smells metallic. Hooks dangle from the ceiling, red stains surround the huge drains on the floor. Somebody is laughing, a deep bellowing laugh that you've heard before, but it hasn't been so sinister as this. The laughter turns to screams. The fearful bleating of a beloved pet goat, mixed with the screams of man. A man that did not want to die. A secret hidden away from everyone. You can't run from it anymore.
Help Gunter face his guilt and his nightmare by picking up the Well Hung Meat from the Cash Shop and defeating the Industrial Slaughterhouse!
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