The flesh started to rot. Your landlord called.

Damn. You bought the wrong plastic. The acid melted through the floor and your downstairs neighbor has now seen everything.

You hack at the body until they're tiny pieces. Now its just a bloody mess. [[Put it all in a drum full of acid|BreakingBad]], or [[keep it in the freezer|AlwaysFresh]]?

You live in Manhattan...your condo's backyard is another condo.

The old hag down the hall spotted you. Shit.

Hey, what are neighbors for anyway? You know he leaves for work at 8:00 in the mornings but you think he's sleeping right now. [[Wait until he leaves for work|Gone]], or [[go right now|Impatient]]?

Damn. The window is locked.

What are you doing? Vegans don't eat meat!

You saw it in a TV show. It'll work, it'll definitely [[work|Work]].

You've got a spare key...but nosy neighbors too. [[Use key|FrontDoor]], or [[shimmy across the fire escape|Sneaky]]?

So. There's a dead body on your couch and it doesn't look good... What are you going to do?! [[Dial 911|911]], [[bury it|Digging]], [[chop it up|Hackaway]], or [[chow down|Cannibal]]?

You arrive at the graveyard, body and shovel in tow. All of the available digging space is taken up by other [[dead bodies|dammit]].

So you dig one up so that you can put yours in the ground instead...wait, that doesn't work.

Where would you even bury such a thing? Should you instead, [[leave it at your neighbor's place|9B]], or continue to try and bury it in the [[backyard|Concrete]], or try to bury it in the [[cemetery|Zombies]]?

The police are here...it doesn't look good. You're going to jail.

Oh man, the freezer's full. You'll just put it in the fridge instead. There's a sandwich that's been in there for 15 years. No one will check. You go to sleep happy and the next day you [[wake up|trueStart]].

So. There's a dead body on your couch and it doesn't look good... What are you going to do?! [[Dial 911|911]], [[bury it|Digging]], [[chop it up|Hackaway]], or [[chow down|Cannibal]]?