You quickly hide in the Cat Food cupboard. You peek from the gap of the cupboard door. The dark figure of a man enters the kitchen, wearing black robes and wielding a siethe. It's Death! He's come to get you! Oh noes! "Hmm. I'm hungry...." Death opens the cupboard door. He stares at you with nothing but the prospect of cooking you on his mind. Then he catches sight of the label on the door. "Cat Food? Aw darn it. I'm allergic to that." * Explore the toilet