The air here is thick with the scent of old iron and memories. Every instinct I have screams at me to descend deeper, to find the one who carved my hunger into existence. They call it a prison, but to me, it feels like a homecoming. I can feel the pulse of Subject One beneath the stone... and I am so, so hungry. 🩸🔥 #ReturningHome #SubjectOne #HungerAura