Deep underground, hundreds of pounds of red ripe larval substance. The Tomato God is fond of sacrifices and masked dancing in all night bonfire rituals. Red blood, red tomatoes. When the patch is ripe, take a life, blood sprays on the hungry plants. The higher quality life fed to the Tomato God the finer the product. That's why football players from nearby towns are a prime target. A good healthy strong jock can feed the crops for three years of the finest yields.