"The threatening drawings on the landing above look rather recent, as do the poorly spelled messages carved into the steps. Are those shards of bone scattered on the wood? No, surely not. Despite their reputation, we're sure that you'll find the Woundworts gentle and generous hosts, provided that they don't hear, see, or smell you. "

The Woundworts were the sort of bullies who locked their smaller classmates in closets. They’ve revealed a dangerous creativity in their new laissez-faire environment. Well, to the extent that hurling a 50-pound globe at your enemies can be considered creative.