What, what, what indeed? Poor, poor Add. He had no idea this entire time they were being stalked. It's not his fault he has to die.





Well, it is, actually, but he can't help that he's a nuisance.

Thundering pads of paws and claws rumble all around him before they stop, and through the mist steps a beast. Inky black sap drips from it's maw like drool and blood.




It's smiling. It's waiting.

Act, doctor. Act and draw your final breath.