What went into the office was human, what came back out at 5.30pm sharp, was not. It may have looked like the man, walked like the man and even talked like the man but it was about as human as a leech with all the same craving for blood to boot.
The day he was replaced was his first day, you know. Whole new job, whole new office and now a whole new person just itching to get out in the world and share the joys of working for the company. All the benefits and the better wages and shorter working days - all without saying what the job actually was.
The broke, desperate and naive were their usual employees, though their lives weren't the happiest of starting places compared to the luxury of the hatchery. Going from constant access to vats of fresh blood, bones to sharpen the teeth and gristle to chew for hours to a small flat in the middle of eighty other small flats was not so fun.
Still, the initial employees got them out there, spreading the good word of the company and how it changed their lives for the better soon got the attentions of the right people. The kind of people whose very name invokes wealth upon a business and trade deals by the dozen.
What went into the negotiations were humans, what came back out at 5.30pm sharp, were not.
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