The kitchens are massive, occupying several buildings. Carts scurry about, carrying everything from cuts of meat to live meatgirls. The smell of cooking meat fills the air. You close your eyes to savor the scent, knowing that soon, your own aroma will join the rest.
At the front is a building marked "MEAT INSPECTION CENTER". A sign next to the door reads:
WARNING
By entering this building naked, you immediately and irrevocably relinquish your rights and become the property of Dolcett Park. You will be inspected, graded, and used as we see fit.
Do you go in? Or do you want to return to the main plaza?
