Our Lady of Rot

We’re face to face with a big skeleton queen. She’s almost completely skeletal, besides her fleshed-out mouth, a few strands on her arms and big rotting lungs connected to a series of tubes exiting the frame. She notices us and claps twice, prompting the tubes to vibrate and fill up her lungs, letting her draw a breath and allowing her to speak. Through her monologue (which she often interrupts with another clap to refill her lungs) we learn that flesh, the only thing that allows bones to move, has become a scarcity. She stresses that it’s everyone’s duty to use what little they have.