It's a window, but it's too small for me to squeeze through.
It's a broom. By the looks of this place, I don't think it's been used much.
It's a broom.
Looks like a solid piece of furniture. It's got a chain tied around it.
There's that strange knocking sound again.
It's a small humanoid skull, like that of a...a child. Good God.
It's a small skull.
What are those things? They look like...is that blood? What does this creature do to people?
I'd rather not examine them too closely.
That's a pretty large fireplace. You could cook a...a horse...in there. Huh.
Whatever that is, it's definitely not a fragile old lady anymore!
It's the Gribbler!
That's a large fireplace, and a fierce fire.
Grotesque decor.
It's a wooden table with a tablecloth made of some kind of animal skin.
That pillar looks a little shaky.
It's a loose floorboard.
It's one of the Banda.
It's Ben-Bandu's brother, Bandu-uta.
Not so solid after all.
It's broken, but it's still too small for me to get through.
Something's cooking, all right. I just can't put my finger on what, exactly.
The little guy can't break the window himself, and I can't reach that high.
The door's locked, from the outside.
Wait a second, the door is locked?
Oh my God, the door is locked! I'm trapped!
I can't climb up there. Besides, I'm too big to fit through that tiny window.
What the hell am I gonna do now?
There's something not quite right about this place.
Like those skulls, for one. They look disturbingly humanoid.
What's that sound? Where's it coming from?
It's too big for me to carry around, but maybe I could use it somewhere in this room.
It's locked solid.
What was that? It sounds like somebody's trapped inside the cabinet!
It's locked.
It's kinda shaky, and I don't wanna risk bringing the roof down on top of me.
Help! Somebody out there, help me!
What's the point? There's nobody out there.
Ugh. No.
If I'm not careful, I could bring that pillar crashing down.
Come in, come in, honored guessst, I'll just check on my stuffi-- On my ssstew, yesss, my thick, deliciousss ssstew.
Oh dear, what have we here? Thisss ssstew isssn't good enough to ssstuff-- to ssserve a guessst as plump-- as well-built and deliciousss-- as honored as you, my dear.
Why don't you jussst wait here and I will go pick sssome more berriesss and ssspices for my ssstuff-- my ssstew.
But wait, what about your bad back?
What a ssstrange-- I mean, what a strange woman.
Oh, shit.
I am back with the berriesss, and...what'sss happened here, why isss the...
(growls viciously)
...what have you done, you ssstupid little human?
I-- I just saved an innocent person from becoming your dinner, Gribbler! So there!
Ssso you think you can come into my houssse and ssset my dinner free, and get away with it?
Oh, come on, Gribbler, you can't honestly think you can eat... Step aside, I know karat・ Beat it! Get outta here!
(snarls viciously)
Uh...well...I will get away with it! Because soon, a lot of people, armed people, will come to get me and to kill you, so you'd better...you'd better run away while you still have a chance!
I guesss you will be my dinner tonight, then. And I had hoped to sssave you for tomorrow.
Oh dear me.
Who are you? Are you going to eat me?
Oh dear, oh dear me.
Come over here, let's try something.
What are you going to do?
I'm gonna get you outta here. Hold on.
Hey, wait a second! I need you to open the door for me! Don't run off!
Damn.
Can you break the window and get through?
Oh dear, I'm so sorry, but it doesn't seem like I can do that. The window is too thick for me to break.
(muffled) Oh, please, let me out!
Anybody in there?
Oh dear, what ever shall we do?
I'm April, and I've come to rescue you.
Oh my, did my tribe send you?
So to speak. I met your brother, Ben-Bandu.
Ben-Bandu? Bandu-umanu-banta-au-rubana-biutan-binaort?
I think so. He said to call him Ben-Bandu.
Because he was sad for me? He will be so glad to find that you've rescued me, then!
Uhm, yeah. There could be a tiny, little problem with that.
The Gribbler captured you too?
I guess she -- it -- whatever "the Gribbler" is, did capture me. Took me by surprise, that, since I did come here willingly.
That's how she works, the Gribbler. She tricks Banda -- and humans -- to come here to her house, and then she cooks them and eats them.
Friendly old lady she's not. What's your name?
Bandu-uta-matuta-uiaten-aiama-binaort.
That's a little difficult for me to remember. How about I call you Bandu-uta?
Oh my, yes, yes that would be fine. We have long names, us Banda. As long as our tunnels.
You can tell me more about your people later. Right now we need to find a way out of here.
