You’ve bravely made your way through the dungeon. You’ve taken quite a beating, went from a human to an elf to a dwarf to… You think a halfling, you’re not positive at this point. Possibly a Vampire? You’re not sure. But now you’re carrying a mace in one hand, a coffin in another, you’re wearing skin-tight pants, and you’re ready to take on the final monster that blocks you from the exit and your countless booty. But then you see it. And you see the absolute horror that is… The Gazebo. This is Munchkin.