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Survivor

Wendy

I might survive this night!

Endothermic Fire

Wendy

A vision of a frozen-over Hell!

Endothermic Fire

Wendy

The gloom encroaches.

It's a weird fire.

That is not a good sign.

Darkness is looming.

I might survive this night!

Endothermic Fire Pit

Wendy

A vision of a frozen-over Hell!

Endothermic Fire Pit

Wendy

The gloom encroaches.

It's a weird fire.

That is not a good sign.

East.

I am directionless.

North.

Northeast.

Northwest.

North. No wait, South.

Southeast.

Southwest.

West.

It's poop. Sigh.

Now I can build a mourning room.

House Expansion Permit

Wendy

It was a good death. You will be delicious.

Cooked Mandrake

Wendy

The remaining blood has been cooked away.

Cooked Meat

Wendy

Cooked evil is still evil.

Cooked Monster Meat

Wendy

Fire has purified it.

Burnt to a crisp.

Whatever's in there isn't dead yet.

It needs to boil.

Finally, food.

As empty as my soul.

It's matted, patchy and putrid.

Cat Tail

Wendy

The sea gives them life, and yet they stretch to escape it.

What a foul worm.

The coral grows to escape the sea.

Coral Reef

Wendy

Is that what I look like inside?

Brainy Matter

Wendy

That's one smart-looking plant.

Brainy Sprout

Wendy

It floats. Like a dead body.

Cork

Wendy

I only hope when it sinks, the end will be quick.

Cork Bowl Canoe

Wendy

Can I fill it with my soul?

Cork Barrel

Wendy

Another instrument of death.

Cork Bat

Wendy

She is surely an ill omen.

Cormorant

Wendy

I could make a corny joke, but I'll refrain.

Corn

Wendy

This corn couldn't handle the heat.

Popcorn

Wendy

The seed of life, so tiny in my hand.

Corn Seeds

Wendy

This island has a crustacean infestation.

Crabbit

Wendy

You can't hide from your problems forever. I've tried.

Crabbit

Wendy

A hole is just a grave that has yet to be covered.

It's just a box.

If I stuck my head in its jaws, that would be the end.

Crocodog