A bell tinkles as you push through the door and step into the store.
It's large, square, and windowless, lit with buzzing florescent lights and filled with brightly packaged food. Over the loud speakers, Elvis Presley croons out the opening lines of Blue Hawaii.
It's indistinguishable from a normal grocery shop... except that the whole place reeks of death.
"I'll be right with you!" A cheery voice rings out. "Just a moment."
Your pack doesn't wait. They fan out and begin moving quickly, and silently, down the isles.
You...