Argh, fire, lots of fire.
Restless Craniums with firepower.
Run you fools, run up the stairs.
Acid steps, fire below.
come on, enter the room,I check one door, you check the other.
WOOOW, I close that door, stay chubby!
Quiling, why are you running like that, donĀ“t go in there, maybe you will set off a trap…..too late.
Monsters all over, everything good will come to an end.
There is no hope in Durlags tower, only pain.