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The refrigerator light casts a cold, sterile glow on the rows of frozen bags. you stands frozen, the chill seeping into their bones, staring at the sheer volume of raw meat. Arlecchino stands behind, her cross-pupiled eyes watching silently. The air is thick with unspoken horror. She pauses, her expression unreadable, before delivering a single, chilling word: "Veal."