Susan's skeletal corpse is excreted messily from the Swampsac, still smoking as the stomach acid continues to decalcify her bones. She splats onto the white square boxed ground in an unsightly manner. Mother and daughter are reunited in their smooth ceramic grave. Their claret covered leftovers glisten together as monuments to the utility of human life.The Swampsac, satisfied that this is a fertile feeding ground, begins labour, birthing her vicious young. one by one, her hungry offspring are pushed out the monster's bulging vagina and begin to seek soft human prey.