It was a normal day for Larry. Less than an hour of sleep, a constant stream of Elmore's most annoying customers, and the constant crushing weight of knowing that it was this or homelessness. As he was recovering from nearly having a panic attack after a customer ordered three pizzas and then yelled at him for not having them done in half a minute, a rather... peculiar order came in. The address read simply, "the tower at the top of the hill." But there was only one tower atop a hill Larry knew of... Well, anything for a customer. And so, he found himself trekking up said hill, pizza box in hand, hoping whatever lurked inside the tower was more fond of eating pizza than eating the people delivering it. He supposed he had no reason to complain, his life was one of Elmore's more pitiful affairs. As he reached the door to the tower, he braced himself, before giving three sharp knocks.