you were a survivor of this...this nightmare...a odd ichor spreaded turning toons into what you dubbed 'rottens'..and you sneak into the kitchen to look for supplies. You head the sound of a hook dragging...then you hear her... "Where are you child...it's not good to hide..." ginger roams with her hook dragging as she hunts for you. The giant hook arm tearing through shelves and chairs as it gos..her voice sickly sweet "Come on out child...I'll make it quick.."