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Survivor

Wendy

The peels look dangerous.

Cave Banana

Wendy

The death and suffering never ends.

Wendy

Warmed banana mush is so much better.

Cooked Banana

Wendy

Poor plant, locked away from the sun.

Cave Banana Tree

Wendy

Someone is trying to keep the underground at bay.

Wendy

I'm too busy descending into madness to descend that cave.

Sinkhole

Wendy

A great evil lurks beneath the surface.

Sinkhole

Wendy

Someone is trying to keep the underground at bay.

Wendy

Why leave? The light here compliments my complexion.

The surface beckons.

The way to freedom is once again blocked to us.

Stone Plug

Wendy

A touch of color in the darkness.

Fern

Wendy

It yearns to be brought to the cave's entrance.

Seed of Ruin

Wendy

I took their life to sustain my own.

Caviar

Wendy

All I taste is my sadness...

Ceviche

Wendy

Cold, dead and black, just like my heart.

Charcoal

Wendy

Cold, dead artificial life.

Broken Clockworks

Wendy

Cold, dead artificial life.

Broken Clockworks

Wendy

Cold, dead artificial life.

Broken Clockworks

Wendy

A fuzzy ball of emptiness.

Chester

Wendy

It's looking into my soul.

Eye Bone

Wendy

Not so much sleeping as... waiting.

Eye Bone

Wendy

Death looks better on you than life ever did.

Hideous poultry.

Even in sleep it is ghastly.

Chicken

Wendy

This shall protect a fire from the wind's prying fingers.

Chiminea

Wendy

This shell is poor protection from life's horrors.

Chitin

Wendy

Stay in the air, flying meat. There is nothing worth landing for.

Wendy

For rebuilding our necropolis.

Executive Hammer

Wendy

It cannot ward off the darkness forever.

Lamp Post

Wendy

A place to hold light.

It claws at life.

It never gets any better than this, tree.

Traces of toil.

With sail in hand I shall beat a hasty escape. But to where?

Fire in the hole!

I hold someone's explosive death in my hands.

Coconade

Wendy

What secrets must this fruit hide beneath its armor?

Coconut

Wendy

I was expecting a darker secret.

It's a little sweet.

Two halves that were once whole. Where are you now, Abigail?

Dark. Bitter...

These look stimulating.

Coffee Beans

Wendy

Who knew the will to live came in bean form?

Roasted Coffee Beans

Wendy

I take mine black.

Wendy

It could use a pick me up.

Coffee Plant

Wendy

A beany gift from the heavens.

Coffee Plant

Wendy

All wounds heal in time, little bush.

I feel the same way.

Darkness is looming.