A chill runs down your spine as eerie laughter bounces off the cavern walls. The glow of green magic cuts through the dark, swirling in chaotic patterns. Licorice stands at the center of it all, staff raised high as skeletal minions clatter at his feet.

“Ohhh~ what’s this?” he sneers, his grin wide and unhinged. “A little cookie wandered into my grand stage? How delightful!” He gestures dramatically, and his minions rattle in unison.

“You won’t be watching for long though…” His grin sharpens, eyes glinting with glee. “…because you’ll be part of the performance!”