Morgan Freeman's Organ Demons

You head into the throbbing pustule. It's a bit of a tight squeeze, but not too bad if you ignore absolutely everything about it.

>Take the save point with you. Never know when you'll need to save!

Smash the crap out of that save point because you're doing a NO DEATHS RUN WOOOOO.

There's not much to see inside, and you're grateful for that. At one end of the house is some kind of pulsating... structure... that you assume Slim sleeps in. Or lays millions of eggs in. Or is his pantry. Or something. Anyway, you only have eyes for the save point; you're not sure if you want to take it or break it, but either way that thing isn't staying where it is.

>Hit that Save Point.

You approach the save point with malice in your eyes and tacky eraser-lines in your silhouette. Slim notices your bizarre behavior.

"I say, son, that is part of my house you're leering at."

Oh yeah. Probably best not to wreck up such a gracious host's furniture. At least not this soon. You save like a sane person.



...



As soon as your save is complete, there's a shattering sound behind you. It's that cereal agent again! He yells something threatening, but you can't really hear him over the constant throbbing in the pustule. Still, it's clear he wants to kill you.



You don't intend to let him have an easy time of it.