text: I'm posting this here so my friends can read it. AUGUST 13th, 2013 Signing off from the training service, he rotated in his chair and stepped out of the secluded office. “Finally done”, he thought to himself begrudgingly. Mathew Hedbottom made his way back into the front of house and found the General Manager cleaning up after a long day of work. “I finished all of my online training and just clocked out, I’ll see you on Tuesday for my first delivery shift!” Hedbottom exclaimed. His GM’s eyes shifted back and forth, scanning the store for any patrons who had not finished their pizza yet. “Why don’t ya follow me to the basement, I have another shirt for you, it never hurts to have an extra you know!” Matt did not see anything weird about this, his Manager was right, it never hurts to have an extra shirt lying around. Descending into the basement, the air that had smelled dank just one day prior had a strong scent of oregano. This struck Hedbottom as odd, but since it is a Pizza Hut there was bound to be some extra lying about. As the pair finished their walk in the bottom of the restaurant, the sight they were beholden to was something out of a satanic ritual. 5 other employees were standing around a runic symbol on the ground, with a grotesque looking pizza in the center. Matt heard the door slam shut and lock behind him, and the GM walked and joined the others. “Come here, Mathew.” he beckoned. Quivering with fear and reluctance, he joined the circle. The GM forcibly grabbed Matt’s hand, and brandished a pizza slicer seemingly out of nowhere. “Pizza the Hut.” he muttered as he carved a PH into his arm. Feeling a surge of malevolent energy begin to surge through him, Mathew Hedbottom collapsed into a heap and lost consciousness. JANUARY 6th, 2021 2020 had been a bad year for all. Between the pandemic and economies imminent collapse, people were suffering emotionally and physically. But no one suffered, as much as Pizza Hut. Pizza Hut had been implicated in a sex trafficing ring that targeted Virgin’s, and were being forced to close the majority of their restaurants. Pizza Hut had also been implicated in some weird sort of cult, that all of the shareholders claimed to have no idea of. This strange cult is reported to have been practicing some sort of human sacrifice and other strange rituals. The police were outside and slowly surrounding the building. What started with one officer and a property owner trying to force the employees out of the building, turned into a bloodbath. One employee lay dead in the doorway, and the initial officer and proprietor of the building lay dead 10 yards from the entryway. Hedbottom descended into the basement behind his coworkers. He had no idea what was about to happen, but he knew the situation was grave. He joined his employees in a circle and stood before a nightmarish pizza, and a young girl. “Hand her the pizza slicer, Mathew.” his General Manager ordered. Matt did as he was told, and the girl took the slicer into her hands sobbing. All 7 employees held their hands out. “Run the blade across our hands, and draw our blood.” the GM said softly to the girl. Whimpering, she did as she was directed. The blood flowing out of their wounds was thick, and as she connected to the last hand it became pizza sauce. “Goodbye, everyone.” the GM said solemnly as his lifeforce was drained. A rift opened where all of them stood, and an amalgamation of human flesh, sauce, and dough formed and began growing. From outside all the Police could see was the building collapsing from the inside out. “What in the fuck is that.” An officer stated. An absolutely abhorrent sight was seen by these brave men and women, this ungodly creature that had been summoned by the sacrifice of these individuals was an oozing colossus of processed meat and dough. As it took its first step, the officer standing at the front dropped his gun and wept, as he was about to be consumed by Pizza, The Hut.