It was Monday.

Another shift at work to load and unload the meat and I was beyond tired. As I walked in, I had gotten a whiff of a foul odor. I questioned the smell and was about to complain, but then I remembered it was Monday, and the boss wasn’t in. I began stocking the truck, and as the hours passed the odor got stronger and stronger. I was tired of it. I asked someone to come in to see if I was not the only one who was smelling it, and sure enough I wasn't.

I was beyond confused.

After I finished my shift, my curiosity started taking over. I tried to fight the urge off, but in the end I began snooping. No one was usually allowed in the main ice box, but it seemed like it was coming from there so I began taking the locks off. When I opened the door, I became pale, and I was speechless.

It looked like a horror film inside there.

There were organs in jars. Human flesh was decaying on the side. It was a blood bath and I was about to run, but then there he was. Just standing there.

The boss man was back... and I knew at that moment, what happens in the ice box.. Stays in the ice box.