But if you stick around a few minutes, maybe we’ll describe it.
As you wander through the unfamiliar underground tunnels, an unexplained breeze picks up, sending chills down your spine. Zip up your Technine Team Shell Jacket to fight the cold. Suddenly, you hear the echo of low, gravelly voices floating down the hall. Considering the fact that a sadistic clown brought you here, you can’t imagine there are a lot of upstanding citizens around, so you open a random door, hoping for a place to hide. What you see on the other side is almost too horrible to describe.