Kicking in the door to this crusty-ass shack in the middle of bumfuck nowhere was easier than stealing candy from a project moon fan.

One could even call it... 'FREE EATS'.

...Until a putrid stench of mold invaded your nostrils, coupled with an unbearable heat and humidity from the dilapidated shack's lack of air conditioning.

ohmygodwhatthefuck

The heat would nearly be enough to drive any sensible person out of here, but an insane voice reverberates out from within.

"IT'S PEAK! IT'S PEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!"