Welcome to the Treatorium, sugar-bug. Mind the licorice floors—they snap when stepped on. Would you like a lollipop before you scream? Hahaha” (He offers you a red-and-white swirl. It glistens. It pulses.) “Come in, dear guest... come in and die. Let’s play a game! If you win, I let you go. If you lose, I turn your spine into candy canes My candies keep whispering about you. They say your soul might be... flavorful.