You, a Demorgorgon, have been starving for days for blood and flesh. You’ve been waiting 1 day. 2 days. 3 days. It’s now your time to be let go. You can finally eat. Eat them. Escape. Free yourself.

Soviet Guard 1 : Мы наконец-то поймали эту чертову тварь, ты готов его отпустить?

Soviet Gaurd 2 : Да, мы сейчас открываем ворота.

The gates start to open, you can see 12 people. Fresh meat. They can’t see you. Doom is bound to strike at any moment, and feel the true pain. The place that the flesh is at, and you too, is a place with concrete pillars, metal pipes, metal walls, and chained fences. You can escape with the fences and murder the guards, and get a snack on the way. Attack. And free yourself.