The Silence We Swallow

Animals are gone.
The world adapted.
They called it The Transition.
Now, humanity eats differently.
Elias Voss works in a Processing Facility, where bodies are measured, graded, and reduced to product. He does his job well. He does not ask questions. He does not see people.
Until one is given to him.
She has no voice. No name. No past.
Only a mark on her skin.
Only silence.
And the longer that silence stays,
the harder it becomes to pretend it means nothing.