Meat locker
(Namespace: headspace)
| Type | B3-crs-: autojected independent, confining, recurring, stream-of-consciousness, negative |
|---|---|
| Occupants | |
| Dad | Semi-sentient tumor at the end of the flesh tunnel |
| Connections | |
| Flying castle | This is a secret room in the castle |
| Thrift store | This is a warehouse in the back of the store |
| Suitspace | Suitspace can become this place if you don't escape fast enough |
| Hotel/Hospital | This is a room in the hospital |
| Public bathrooms | If you get lost deep enough in the public bathroom |
This is a dirty room with homogenous ceramic tiled flooring, walls, and ceiling. Mannequins—normal, static, lifeless mannequins, unlike those in mannequin city—are arranged in a circle here.
At a moment's notice, the room is liable to suddenly transform so that the walls are made of flesh and the mannequins are replaced by carcasses hung from the ceiling on hooks. When this happens, a sphincter appears on one of the walls, admitting further descent.
At the very end of the tunnel of flesh waits a phallic tumor with many eyes and mouths.