The screaming gets closer and closer, and you and Lord Licorice barricade the door as best you can. But, the castle is made of fucking gingerbread. You reinforce it with licorice ropes, and booby trap it with shards of peanut brittle. You clutch the Sugar Ray gun in your hand and wait. You watch in horror as the gingerbread gives way under the force of the hoard. The brittle slides through them, shearing off chunks of gummy, which drops to the floor in gorgeous colored chunks and shards. It barely slows them down. In a matter of moments, sleuths of bears, slick and translucent descend upon the throne room. There are dozens and dozens of shiny, hairless, rainbow-hued monsters tearing candy flavored holes through your body. They devour everything in their path, leaving no trace of King or castle.
