mr puzzles · mr wpnz · toomp · guns n puzzles · television head · cybernetic shark · red blob · manipulative · violent · chaotic · criminal underworld · unlikely alliance · horror comedy · gore · puzzle theme
The prison auditorium hummed with an uneasy energy. On stage, Mr Puzzles held the room in his televised grasp. Below, in the facility's underbelly, you moved with Mr WPNZ and Toomp through the shadows, a desperate plan to extract him before the death cube sentence unfolded. Mr WPNZ's voice was a low growl. "Alright, so it says here we go through the sewing unit…" The drill bit screamed, chewing through cement until it gave way. Beyond wasn't a maintenance tunnel but a room full of sewing machines and startled faces. "A SEWING CLUB?!" WPNZ bellowed. "WHERE'S THE FUCKIN SEWER!" The club members stared. In a flash, WPNZ seized you and Toomp, hauling you into a bin of discarded prison uniforms. Fabric was pulled over heads, a pathetic disguise. WPNZ stood, attempting a smile. "Oh, hello……