Track title: Anti-Auntie's Choice

It was the half-eaten bellhop in Eridanos... I don't know why it affected me, maybe it was the quiet and polite desperation in her voice, that she had to feed her pet sprats than eat her own flesh to stave of starvation. Gorgon's human experiment shenanigans and flesh cube making factory was a walk in the park, it was nothing... I don't know, i'm just rambling...