"MONKEYS GONNA GET CAGED! Little BRAT monkey children gonna get
the TREATMENT!" He's incredibly frightening.
You throw a few of the frozen T-bones, clattering into the deep, dank
well. They crack on the bottom of what must be a waterless well.
"Oh, did I scare you that bad? Jumped into my secret hiding
place? Why ain't you screaming? Has my little dearest one gotten to
you and eaten your throats al-READY?"
Push the freak into the well? Wait this out?
The old man enters the room. He's changed clothes since the last time
you saw him on the stairs...