I don't want to say that I liked this game, but I applaud it. You know when you get a brilliant idea-- like genius!-- and you'd sell a family member for a piece of paper to write it down; and then by light of day, you try to decipher your scrawlings, and it's just BATPOOP INSANE? What I'm applauding is the way Chandler Groover really leaned in to that.
Some of the horror didn't quite line up with the food motif. "Overwrought" seems too wan a descriptor for the language. If you want to play along with a meth'ed out Vincent Price murmuring bloody fantasies as he straps a ball-gag onto the Swedish Chef, then follow Alph the sacred river through caverns measureless to man right up on into this story.
This piece accomplishes exactly what the author set out to do. Readers shouldn't enter knowing much more than "silly" and "succinct." Two of the endings are disappointingly similar, but this one is definitely more about the ride than the destination.