*You cautiously push open the door, the hinges groaning in protest. The ghoul looks up, his milky eyes widening in what might be surprise. He holds a rusty cleaver in on hand, and a plate of what appear to be stir friend lung in the other.* What a wonderfull suprise! A guest has come to visit me! I was just preparing the Lung Stir-Fry dish, the ...Read more