I sat at the dinner table, just opposite a mirror that reflected my image back at me.

I chuffed... interesting choice for a place to put it.

I glanced my eyes down quickly at the menu and smacked my lips with my tongue, hungry at just the names of the dishes that were before my very eyes.

I quickly grew interested in the dish called, "Bone Soup," and I smiled widely, eager to try it out.

I waved the waiter over and he grinned at me, coming by and holding his notebook in his hand, a pen pressed against the thin paper.

"Yes, sir...?"

"Can I try the bone soup?" I asked curiously, and he gave a small smirk, nodding his head as he jotted this down.

I happened to glance away from him, seeing the other waiters and how they were nearly the spitting image of each other.

"Is this a family business?" I dared to ask and he looked back down at me, chuffing a little as he replied.

"No. Why?"

"It's just, you all look the same?"

"You are what you eat, sir," He answered me plainly and began to walk away without another word.

"Strange man..." I uttered quietly to myself in nearly a whisper. It was only a few minutes later he placed the big deep bowl before my eyes, and the smell was intoxicating.

I picked up my spoon and dipped it into the soup, getting a big puddle of it on my spoon's head and guiding it eagerly to my lips.

As I tasted it, the flavor swashed through me, exciting my taste buds and I couldn't restrain myself.

I picked up the big bowl on both sides, and held it up to my mouth, downing the delicious soup.

The bowl was placed back on the table, and I rubbed my belly satisfied.

I saw the same man look my way, and I waved at him, him waving back at me with the exact same movement.

"Are you okay, sir?"

I blinked my eyes surprised to hear that voice coming from my side, and I glanced back at the waiter... getting confused... very confused.

"But you were just-?"

"Sir, you were looking at a mirror."

I shook my head, laughing this off, before turning my gaze back to where he had been, and it was then I realized... I was him...

Not mentally or anything... but my shape and form had changed to look like this waiter, all of these waiters.

"What has happened t-to me?!" I begged him, flinching to my feet and grabbing him at his shirt, shaking him in terror, "What did YOU do?!"

The man only looked at me, that same smirk on his face and he only uttered half willingly.

"You are what you eat."

He then pushed me aside, lifting up his top and showing the bones of his ribs half snapped off... his skin torn from his body.

"Now, get to work..." He told me, and shoved the dishes into my hand. I swallowed afraid as I walked back to the kitchen... all the same type of eyes and faces watching me as I passed.

When I entered the cooking room, I froze at the sight that was before me.

Identical men, like me now, screaming in agony as they got their bones snapped off, their hands, their legs.

I looked up slowly at the chef that was cooking this all, the obesity of him, and he just grinned at me, waving me over with a flick of his finger.

"If you don't work..." He said to me, chuckling deeply to himself, "You get cooked... now, pick up your pen and paper and serve the next customer."

I nodded fiercely full of fear and ran outside, seeing a man had come in and was sitting patiently at his round table.

I approached him slowly, and tapped my pen to the paper, asking him.

"Are you ready to order, sir?"

"The bone soup looks interesting," He said to me and I felt my blood curdle at his words, "Would you recommend it?"

I smiled awkwardly and told him the truth, "The bone soup is delicious! That's for sure!"

He smiled at me, nodding his head and I jotted it down.

I couldn't lie to him, and when I entered the kitchen with the order, I saw a sharp butcher knife aiming in my direction.

"Get cooking." The chef said.

"With what?"

"You know what."

I gulped, looking at my fingers, and flinched as I picked up the knife.

"Tell him," I said as I sliced flesh and bone with the sharp cold knife, "Dinner will be ready in five minutes."