Reece's Dungeon Rooms

This letter was meant for Keir Starmer and his government, but Downing Street’s 1,000-character limit silenced me. So I’m sharing it publicly because my story isn’t unique. For years, I believed in the promise of Britain: work hard, pay your taxes, and if for some reason you were to fall due to illness or even bad luck, there was a safety net to catch you. Then, Long COVID left me housebound, jobless, suicidal, and fighting a system that treats the vulnerable as collateral damage. This isn’t just about me. It’s about every person dismissed by the NHS, strangled by benefits bureaucracy, or gaslit into believing their suffering is “not urgent enough.” It’s about the lie that we live in a compassionate society. If you’ve ever feared illness, poverty, or being failed by those in power, this is your story too. Share it. Shout it. Demand better. Dear Prime Minister Starmer, My name is Reece Dyer, a 35-year-old from Reading. Over 3 years ago, I became seriously ill and was eventually diagnose...

During a chat with one of my players, I realised I’ve never written a blog about the main entrance to my megadungeon. While there are countless entrances to the dungeon, windows, balconies, and hidden passages. The most obvious one is the ground-level entrance. This entrance needed to set the tone for the entire dungeon and act as a clear filter for the careless. My player's map of the entrance The Corridor The megadungeon is a towering wizard’s fortress, a 30-floor monolith of dark stone. At ground level, there’s only one visible entrance: a 20ft-wide corridor that stretches into darkness. The floor is adorned with beautiful marble, inlaid with a chilling message: "Crawl towards your lord and thank him for your life" Sixty feet down the corridor, a column of light illuminates a brass statue of a skeleton with its arms outstretched, as if welcoming visitors. At its feet lies a stone tablet, though it’s too far away to read from the entrance. This corridor is a simple but ...