Damn it, where the hell are those two bitches?! Come out! Come out!
Social Man stormed angrily through the corridor, feeling as if his body were burning like a flame. The discomfort from vomiting had not faded. Instead, it had transformed into a magma-like heat that scorched his body from within.
He had eaten it!
They had made him eat it!
Unforgivable! He would find them, chop off their heads, and turn them into that damn food as well! He would make them eat themselves! Make them taste their own anger and pain!
Where the hell were they?
Panting, Social Man had no idea where he had gone. When he finally came to his senses, he realized he had returned to the kitchen door and was standing right in front of it. At the same time, a series of noises came from inside the kitchen.
"Thud... thud... thud..."
What was that sound?
Social Man frowned, then pushed open the door and entered the kitchen. The sight before him made his eyes widen in shock.
Under the illumination of the fluorescent lights, the entire counter was bright red with blood. Two maids were gripping kitchen knives, apparently preparing dinner.
But that was not important. What mattered was that Social Man saw, at a glance, what was laid out on the table.
It was his beloved dog!
The dog had already been gutted, skinned, and stripped of its bones! Even its internal organs had been removed!
"How dare you—!!"
At the sight of this, Social Man flew into a rage. He roared as he charged forward and raised the kitchen knife in his hand at the maid before him!
You!
Actually!
Dare!
Touch!
My!
Dog!
Die! Die! Die!!
Social Man was completely blinded by rage. He only remembered raising the knife and