Both shoot up, smashing their heads on the upper bunk.
AAAAAH!
No, Deuce. Worse. They’re... THE LIVING BREAD. Breadwinners Night Of The Living Bread Transcript
Suddenly, a pipe breaks. Steaming GREEN YEAST GAS fills the room.
Breakfast of justice?
NO! The distraction!
Coughing. I feel... fizzy!
But that place is super haunted by the ghosts of expired gluten!
The factory is dark, creepy, and covered in spiderwebs made of stale spaghetti. A single, flickering neon sign reads: “YE OLDE YEAST – TOTALLY NOT CURSED.” Both shoot up, smashing their heads on the upper bunk