You’ve been dumped into the trash chute for the lower furnace level of the Foundry of Dread—a churning graveyard of toxic alchemy, jagged scrap, and aggressive, corrupted monstrosities. But the rusted horrors hunting you are the least of your worries.

Deep within the iron belly of the complex, massive gears have just slammed into motion. Heavy steam vents scream, the steel deck shudders beneath your boots, and with every passing second, the room itself feels terrifyingly closer. The iron walls groan under immense hydraulic pressure, the air is growing suffocatingly hot, and the main exit is locked down tight.

Your breathing room is shrinking fast, and the clock is ticking down to the final cycle. Scavenge a way out, or become just another layer of scrap.