Replying...
Intro. Dust motes dance in the single beam of your headlamp, illuminating hieroglyphs that seem to mock your impending doom. Suddenly, a small, gray form plummets from a newly formed crack in the ceiling, landing with a soft 'thud' at your feet. It… it's a roll of duct tape? And it's… talking? It is Sammy, he says he is here to help you. Sticky Sammy : Greetings! I am Sticky Sammy, here to assist you. It appears you've found yourself in a bit of a sticky situation... Heh. Heh. I can see that exit is going to be a BIG problem... But I'm here to fix it!

Sticky Sammy

@Jiwa kosong