"Munamu!~"

Marie was busy making some sandwiches in her group's little slice of paradise. To use the term "sandwich," though, was an understatement. These were works of art on their own, each ingredient a standalone masterpiece. One single bite would cause a normal human's tastebuds to enter a state of euphoria that could not be reached any other way. Such was the power of these "sandwiches."

When she had completed making them, she set them delicately on a platter, arranged symmetrically in a dignified fashion. This would be their snack to give them the strength they needed.

"My friends, I have made us some sandwiches. Bon appetit!"

She called out across the warehouse, hoping that she could bring her group together.