[ You'd think the house might be sated after all of last week's death. You'd be very wrong.
This week, the house's hunger has teeth. Literally, in some cases. Doors try to slam on your hands or your head or your feet, whatever they can bite at. The floors will open up to snap teeth at you made out of jagged wood and rusted nails; so will the walls. The house is literally trying to eat its occupants.
Your motive? Slaking the house's thirst for blood, of course. Kill, and this all goes away. ]
MOTIVE ANNOUNCEMENT
This week, the house's hunger has teeth. Literally, in some cases. Doors try to slam on your hands or your head or your feet, whatever they can bite at. The floors will open up to snap teeth at you made out of jagged wood and rusted nails; so will the walls. The house is literally trying to eat its occupants.
Your motive? Slaking the house's thirst for blood, of course. Kill, and this all goes away. ]