The moldy bread twitches. A single raisin falls off it onto the ground. The raisin sprouts legs and eyes.
"Is this all there is?" wondered Sway, his usually carefree demeanor replaced by an existential dread. "To be devoured, to be consumed, to be nothing more than a fleeting pleasure for the hungry masses?" The weight of his own ephemerality threatened to crush him, much like the crumbling crust that threatened to consume his being.
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(alarmed) The bakery?! But that's where they make the bread!
A tall, green duck. He is looking out the window nervously. The moldy bread twitches
[Sound effect: Heavy pounding on metal. Groaning intensifies outside.] SwaySway: (Panicking) They're everywhere, Jelly! They've got the taste for yeast! Jelly: (Barks anxiously) Meow-ruff! SwaySway: (Looking out the window) Look at them... they're not just eating the bread. They ARE the bread!
Buhdeuce pulls a lever labeled "YEAST."
Hmm, wonder who that could be. You boys get this bread baking. I’ll be back in a righteous second.
(They stumble upon a group of zombie breads attacking a group of festival-goers) "Is this all there is
The yeast reacts violently, causing the dough to rise into a groaning, green-tinged loaf. Buhdeuce, unable to resist, takes a bite before SwaySway can stop him. Act 2: The Outbreak
(DING DONG — doorbell chimes again.)