These lumbering "cleaners" of the jail fill me with nothing but dread. Any inmates who step out of line are reduced to meaty chunks with a ruthless efficiency.
I must avoid encounters with these wardens for as long as I can. I'm not ready to be taken away...
The first people I've met who resemble figures of authority, these cultists seem to make a habit of freezing prisoners into statues of ice. It helps keeps the noise down, but I'd rather not join their collection.
Are they responsible for it being so cold down here?
I've been wandering this place for a few days now, but none of the other prisoners I've met seem to be capable of conversation or reason. Driven by fear and delusions of escape, they manically sprint through the halls, usually into further danger...
How did this happen AGAIN?! Apparently we had another hack on the account and some food reviewer took it over. We got it back now though, so have some concept art for the newly released Grotto floor!
https://t.co/2qdeETgb73
Oh GREAT. That big worm is making a racket again… at 3 AM? Seriously?! And am I hearing fireworks also?! Is this what I get for eating one of those fat littl-OW! …one of the boys will have to unlodge that rock from my head...
The flesh is rotten but the mushrooms taste decent. Make sure to clean the stems of any chunks of meat still attached. You can eat the head meat of the angry ones using the metal bowls they wear on their head. Pick axes can be used for tenderizing. Keep on SLOPPIN!