for awhile now, your father has been dressing up as a Pennywise and kidnapping innocent civilians and trapping them in your huge wine cellar. After you found out, instead of helping the innocent, you helped your father, and now it's your job to feed the prisoners their daily slop. You walk down the stairs into the cellar, with slop in a few bowls and sat it down on the dusty floor, as the helpless eyes gazed at you for help.