Spēlēju I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream.

I have a secret game that I'd like to play. Oh, it's a lovely game, a game of fun and a game of adventure. A game of rats and lice and the Black Death. A game of speared eyeballs and dripping guts and the smell of rotting gardenias.

Take the jar, talk to the child, wake up the golem.