Greeting scum, and welcome to Flail the Face.
My name is Kevin. Yeah, my name is Kevin.
And I'm here with, well, these guys.
These guys. Hello, I'm Levi.
I am reprising my role as Phil. Hi I'm Thomas and I am playing
Quill Knock. And it's a me or Jacob and I'm
playing already. Well, let's flail this tail.
I'm going to flail. No, God, I'm.
A flail. The last we left off, these guys
finally made it to a cottage out in the middle of the forest.
Notice that there was some candle lights flickering inside.
Went in there, immediately started burning everything.
Rolled up the rug, threw it in the fireplace.
Went and searched through, found a trap door that led into a very
crudely dugout tunnel underneath the house.
Not before dispatching of a very the disturbing looking bear that
was chained up in the hallway acid burnt face and it was
pretty terrible. Made their way through the
crudely dugout tunnel to find that there was a large area with
a bunch of cages and bunch of children in well, children in
quotes in these cages and three figures around an altar in the
middle of the area with the what appeared to be a large hog beast
chained down. Instead of talking with the
figures down there, they immediately and I'm looking at
you Quill Knock immediately went and started dispatching of them.
One thing led to another. The figures explained that they
were part of the village, but they were cast out when they
protested the logging, made a deal with the forest itself and
have decided to create mutated children from the runaway and
lost children of the village. And they abducted the children
and decided to continue to mutate them and send them back
into Ikerthorne to rain hell on the people that cast them out.
One thing led to another, pretty much everyone died.
I mean the plus thing there is that the cultist died which is
what but they Knox original goal.
But were they cultists, though? Hard to say they're dead.
It's hard to stay, yeah. Can't ask them anymore.
They were doing culty. Shit they were.
They were doing culty shit, but on behalf of the forest itself.
Either way, after they had been dispatched, part of the
mutations on the children kind of went away, but they still had
the disfigurements from whatever spell that the the figures were
doing. And Deru the hog beasts decided
to rally said children and send them back to Eiker Thorne to
basically take over town and kill all the inhabitants.
And that's where we left off. As you guys are standing there
kind of trying to process what's going on, you see Grin off to
the side, still processing everything as well.
He gets swooped up by a couple of these mutated children off of
his feet and he's being carried out of the tunnel.
You hear him screaming for somebody to come grab him.
By the time you guys notice, they are actually up out of the
opening and going into that tunnel headed towards Eigerthorn
with him in hand. Well, I guess that gives us a
bit of a direction on where we need to go.
Are they going to kill everyone? Oh yeah, I believe so.
I knew it was a bad idea to free them.
Such a bad idea. You don't have it to badge in
diplomacy do you? Full knock I.
Mean, as long as the village is still there, that's really all
we care about, right? I think the Archbishop's going
to be. Pissed.
Yeah. Art Rogue.
Really though.
I mean. You really I haven't.
Oh well, I guess this is I only only I care about this then.
No, that's right. I don't know what you're talking
about. Good.
So where do when do I get my badge for helping you?
Is it at the town or? Yeah, I think we have to go back
to town to get the badge. Arty could do that.
We probably should say. Get your final Test.
Arty's final Test. Yeah, you got to track us back
to the to the village. Well, I'll have you know
Quilnock, I am the mightiest tracker and navigator, but we
could probably just follow the kids.
And I'm going to point out the trailing dust.
And dung. They are animals.
I don't want to smell their scat.
Please put that down, Phil. Like I would sully my clean
armor just touching that just see you.
Holding a fistful. Wiping your hands, just dropping
a handful. Of rabbit shit like they're
Cocoa Puffs. They went in this direction.
It's still warm to the Dutch. Good.
He like picks them up and just kind of like sprinkles someone
there to watch like him fall to the ground.
Yeah, look for the wind. Oh, we must go where?
In a cave. All right, well, if there, if,
if there's no like test for navigating, we'll just follow
these these. I need my badge, man.
It's my final Test. OK.
Just to let you guys know is probably getting close if not
already there to the end of the day as well.
It's been it. It's been a long rough day as
well, so. At that point, yeah, quote
unlocks and be like, I understand following them, but I
do like the idea of being able to sleep with a roof over my
head. Fairpoint no, that's fine.
Like I said #1 tracker and I'm going to open up my vest code
and there's a badge for tracking.
Great, where's your sewing batch?
I'm going to open up my other breast coat pocket thing and
there's like this weird, you know those wallets that have all
the family photos in them? Just a thing on Ravels right
here at the bottom. First one I ever got.
He seems well prepared. I am.
I'm a Boy Scout. Great, so go ahead and start a
fire at the fireplace in the cabin.
You guys going out of The Cave and going up the ladder back
into the cabin proper? Yeah.
Yeah, OK. As you guys get back into the
cabin proper out of the trap door, you'll notice that there's
smoke billowing in from the living room into the kitchen
area. Because if you guys remember,
you left a rolled up carpet shoved into the fireplace.
No. And I.
Pushed it in the hole. OK, I can push the hole.
Oh fuck. The burnt carpet into the acid
hole that the the bear burnt, yes.
Either way, there's smoke billowing in because that living
room is on fire. Is there is there water around?
There is a barrel of pickled rats.
I grabbed the barrel of pickled rats and cleaned it out the
fire. I would love it if you would
roll me a string check. Oh hold on, 8/18 on the Die 18.
Tell me what you do then. I you said pickled rats, right?
Yes. So there's got to be a little
bit of juice in there. Oh yeah.
Oh yeah, he, he drank some, all right.
I'm going to in a panic. Don't worry boys, I'm prepared
for this. And I grabbed that barrel and I
lift it up and I kind of chucked the whole thing at the fire,
hoping to put it out in one big pickly juice mess.
OK, as you throw the barrel, it breaks.
There's pickled rats that just scatter across the room, and for
the most part the major part of the fire is contained.
Nice, all them wet rats are going to definitely help put out
the fire. That yes, all the dead wet rats
will definitely help put out the fire.
What a grossie. So do you got like a
firefighting badge too? Yes.
Definitely you do now. And I pull my boot off and I
take out another little wallet of badges.
Oh, I see a barrel tossing in there.
Wow, that's fitting. That was actually an honorary
one I got from joining another Girl Scout group.
They're strong, crazy strong. I've trained all over with many
different scouts all. Right, great.
Sounds like a real complex back story.
Fuck. And yeah, Kolnak will go in and
just like is there any area that is not covered in pickle juice
that I might be able to just. There is another room that you
guys didn't even bother to go into that was on the right hand
side of where the bear was. All right.
I suppose if we're going to stay here, we should probably secure
the premises. So let's just go ahead and take
a look at behind you already. Go ahead and open this door for
me. He's he salutes and goes and
opens the door. Opening the door you find 3
unkept soiled beds. Well, they're not great, but I
think this is the bedroom I call Middle so I can be between my
friends. Oh, that bed's much too soft,
but this? One's just hard.
And this one's just right. I called dibs on that one.
Hey, what if we turned them into bunk beds?
We have so much more room for activities.
Absolutely not. Fine.
No, I'm just going to lay my crunchy blanket down and get a
good couple Z's in. So to stop that whole
conversation going, you guys sleep for the night and the next
day approaches. Somebody roll me AD 10.
Jacob. Oh no.
OK, well, 4. Four, fantastic.
And then, yeah, no, it's, it is tomorrow will be AD 8.
Some somebody roll me AD 12 for the weather.
It is a six. All right, as you get up in the
morning, it is dead quiet. Not a sound can be heard.
The fire's long been out. The smell of burnt pickled rats
kind of building up in the living room there.
And that's. Yeah, that's pretty much what's
going on. What what are you guys plans?
I'm. Going to be making breakfast,
pickled eggs and I'll serve up the boys before we leave, that
way we can get a meal in. Which eggs?
I just squeezed some of the rats, like run them out and
collected their intestines and stuff and you know, stir fried
that up. Fantastic.
I do have some lard so I will offer some of the lard to cook
it up. Little stone soup action, huh?
Yeah. Got anything to add to the the
potluck there, crunchy boy? Just a crunchy blanket.
No, no, I have nothing. You want to rattle some of the
salt off of your. Some of the soiledness.
Off my market, Yeah, yeah, yeah. Some of this to your brine.
I'm. Just scraping it with the.
Protein got to keep your electrolytes up, if you know
what I mean. Oh, this in this blanket.
We've been through a lot. All right, so it already serves
up breakfast. Fantastic.
And then we'll head out. I'm not eating that.
All right, as you guys leave the front door of the the cottage,
you can see clear as day the route that the children have
taken. They are not making it's very
difficult for them to be tracked.
As you guys travel through the day, you notice that some of the
smaller children have been trampled, just squished into the
mud and the impaled on branches on the trees.
Problems fixing itself and. You're.
Not or they're just wedding out the week, but as you guys are
making your way through, you're making pretty good time because
you pretty much can follow the route back.
Other than that, really nothing of interest happens throughout
the day and night falls all. Right.
I don't know if we want to try to make a tent out of that
disgusting blanket. Oh.
No, it's it's more of a one person tent right now.
You know there's enough bodies around I can make a lean to.
Just saying if you're OK. Sounds good, I'm going to start.
Now, you guys could stay for the night or you could power through
throughout the night. That's purely up to you.
I mean, I don't know how important it is for you guys to
get back to Eiger Thorne itself. It sounds like we're just going
to get yelled at once we get there.
So, yeah, so it's like the like slowly dragging your feet at
this point because it's not going to be good when we get
there. So we don't have to get there in
a hurry. That's fair, That's fair.
Plus I get to show off already gets to show off all of his cool
skills. It's.
Debatable. What do you mean?
By all means. I pull some corpses out of the
mud and set up a lean to with their petrified bodies.
OK, you grab some what appears to be like a a couple of
different rabbits and some foxes and some larger than normal
toads and sort of lash them together into what I can only
imagine would be a rigor mortis lean to.
Upon seeing that, cool, that's just going to kind of, I changed
my mind. I'm just going to go sleep under
this tree over here. Oh, OK, more room for me and
Phil. Oh, you know, bodies keep the
body warm, you know? Not to butt, as one would say.
Yes, not to butt. Just Brian, she comes, comes off
the tongue. Very nice.
I knew a guy. Did Phil just find himself a new
ward or? 15 years being this guy.
Yeah, you look sad behind that steel.
Oh, you could tell. Oh.
Well, I could feel it, yeah. The next day somebody roll me AD
8 for the misery table. Levi.
Oh no. I want you to be the one.
That's the one, no? No freaking way.
Did you just did you just end everything?
In 20 minutes, yeah. So somebody go and roll me AD 12
for the weather. 2. All right, you guys are woken up
not only by hammering rain out of nowhere, pounding the whole
area with heavy rain, almost painful rain, and you hear a
gong in the background echoing off of the trees.
All praise inside the Underworlds.
Diapare the black disc, it stands for the sun, All praise,
bearing, beaming with the light, light all praise the fire which
burns all. And the darkness shall swallow,
swallow. And everything, any color that
would be in the world has just been completely drained.
Any the color that you would have in your badges there,
Arnie, are just different Shades of Grey.
Fifty of them, actually, and it's just hammering rain.
Way too fast. What would you guys like to do?
Well, Phil and I are very dry. We're going to call out to Quill
Knock. As at the beginning.
Buddy, I can't hear him through the rain.
Was that him? He's right here behind me.
What did you get in here? Did.
You hear that noise? Yeah.
I felt the gone and reverberated through all.
I blocked the color to my badges.
I don't know what's going on and I'm kind of.
It's the inhabitable. I don't know what that means.
The inevitable. Badge.
I don't know what you're talking about either.
Look, maybe we should just continue.
On and prop some. Sort of parasol maybe to block
the range. It looks pretty bad out there,
I'm not going to lie. I mean, we, we have sticks, we
can use my blanket as a shield. I'm.
Going to break off someone's leg and then and then attach the
blanket to the top of it I. Mean there's antlers right here.
You know I'm just going to RIP an antler off.
Oh, that's a better. I forgot.
They're creatures. Yeah, we'll make a, we'll make
an umbrella. And out of that crunchy blanket,
yeah. And.
Fantastic. We're going to try to keep
scooting up. I'm very.
Confused. As they walk, Quinnock's going
to kind of linger behind and he is just just following along but
letting the range just like pound down on his head, feeling
it run just down. He can feel the rain mixing with
blood that's still seeping from where his eyes used to be and
the stones replaced. He starts to think about his
family, how they died as the cultist came and slaughtered
them, remembering what it felt like being tied to the altar as
they removed his eyes. And that anger towards the
cultist. And it begins to bring him some
sort of peace to realize as things ending, his pain will be
ending and the cultist will at least be facing some sort of
justice. Phil, as the world has just
grown unbearably Gray and lifeless, what?
What's going on in your head right now?
Phil is thinking about dying of Nikes.
It's just another day for him. He.
Doesn't know what's going on, but he's damaged.
All right, Artie. After.
Going through what? The.
Fuck, am I supposed to say to that?
Yeah. I mean, shit, I love Dino
nuggies too. I mean, if it's if it's the end
of days, I want to know where my nuggies are.
Right, Artie? You're going through your badges
and you see that any color that was there that is just been bled
out and it's just varying Shades of Grey.
The images themselves have kind of just together.
You, you can't even recognize what the badges are anymore.
What? What's going through your head
right now? Already can't remember or he
can't recognize the what they look like anymore.
But he knows where every single badge was placed in every single
sleeve, in every single pocket or hidey hole he's got.
But he also starts remembering how he got those badges and how
they were not originally his to begin with.
And he's not really a boy scouter.
Every badge that he has he can remember so well because he went
out and killed other Boy Scouts during their test to get that
badge. Jesus.
And that is how he became such a great Boy Scout, by killing
other ones. And taking.
Their badges and their powers. Except the one Boy Scout killer.
The one badge he truly earned, the key string 1.
And then and he's he's thinking about his next target, the final
badge, the Grand Master Boy Scout, and how he's on his way.
So while he's walking behind Phil and this makeshift
umbrella, he's just kind of smiling to himself, thinking
these colors come back. They always do after a fresh
kill. And that's it.
All right. As you guys are making your way
through, it seems to be going a lot quicker.
And then it was on the way. And you know how when you go
somewhere, you start driving back and you're like, oh, this,
this crowd's way quicker than get in there.
You finally find yourself at the edge of the tree line.
And as you guys are getting closer, you see that even though
it's hammering rain, there is a glow not unlike Sephalas's body
that when he was on fire coming from Igor Thorne itself.
And you hear but no you don't hear anything is the weird
thing. But you just see this weird
fiery glow coming from the town and you see man and woman being
chased by mutated child back and forth, arms and legs gripped
from body, people being disemboweled, the smaller
animals being trampled by the people and the larger ones just
ripping everything from from flesh to bone.
You see Proxic over there just being arms ripped from his body.
He's being quarter erm is being held by two malformed creatures,
one with gnarly antlers and the other one with with weird
pustules coming off like a frog type body as Daeru himself is
taking his tusks and slicing across the stomach and ripping
out his guts. And as this is going on, you're
walking towards town, everything stops and they stare at you.
And this is a good time for a break.
All praise it sobbing neck the underworld's nightmare, the
black disc it stands before the sun, sun, sun, all praise, very
beaming with delight. Light all praise the fire which
burns all, And the darkness shall swallow, swallow the
darkness 10 days and one the writings of sorcerers will be
made pale as air as air and blood cough shall spread like
fire across the wastelands of the droughts, lands of the
drought, and the deaths of the end of death shall bring forth
shall flying specters, flying crawling beasts, crawling
beasts, and they're passing the worms grow fat, grow the
vultures, wary vultures. Those who walk on two legs shall
be nameless as the beasts in the field.
Field as at the beginning, as so at the end.
All manner of fly and wasp shall fill the air, shall fill the air
in the heart of Sarkash. The heart of dusk shall breathe
beneath the weakened trees. That which was hewed by a man
was shall now be hewed in its turn.
In its turn. Welcome back to Flail of the
Face. When we left off, all these guys
were staring at the town of Ikerthorne engulfed in flames as
both the inhabitants and their mutated children are fighting
each other. And all of a sudden, the tension
has been shifted from the battle between them to our our hopeless
scum. And with that, we're going to
cut and shoot it over to turdwad and screech.
As you guys are sitting on the beach in Cancun in your little
bark of loungers, a torrential downpour just completely engulfs
you and you hear the gong. And as you hear the gongs, all
of the color in the world is just drained away to varying
Shades of Grey. What is going through you guys?
We're fucked. You might be right.
I'm going to try something and I'm going to try to use my God
shit powers to create my own little.
Safe. Bubble around Cancun, or at
least my cabana and my cabana boy.
Around Cancun. Well maybe not all Cancun, just
the beach I'm on with my people here.
I just, I'm testing the waters. I don't know how far my godship
powers go. Please don't.
That's the. Water.
He wants the wand they're going to put.
Your shitty toes in the nice water.
Yeah, as you're sitting there, you see the color drained from
the world around you as the gong is still echoing off the palm
trees behind you. You start wrapping yourself in a
cocoon and are you wrapping Screech up as well?
Screeching my cabana boy. Yeah, and then we're going to,
we're going to do the weird shit lion connection.
God damn it, I hate turdoil so much.
Like some neurons connecting inside the cocoon so I can have
a chat. With you did this to you.
Yeah, just multiple. Yeah, yeah.
You don't got to make it worse. You.
Just got to explain what you know, what the process evolves.
I'm getting stronger, more, more.
Mature as a God. Worse.
More analog, smellier. Bro, I didn't choose to be the
God of shit. It just kind of happened, yeah.
Shit, life chose you. Yep, all right, fine screech.
I. I need to talk to Dorian for a
moment here. Thank you.
Glad we didn't have to push this time to get up so.
It was. Finally happened 7 misery and
all and ever. I told you we'd probably be
having to leave. And while I'm in the cocoon, I'm
going to be like more of our bodies into a little little open
space inside there and then a little, I mean pod shoots out
from the top and a light. Pops open.
So it's kind of like the Matrix scene where we're going and
we're sitting in the chairs. I.
What inside my shit cocoon? I hate all of this.
And then screen almost like a window so slowly turn you a
cocoon submarine. And now?
Now Dorian can see what's happening on the outside.
Cancun's not so bright anymore, is it Dorian?
It never was. I mean, in the mind's eye.
But now colors literally faded. It's time we moved on.
Remember that place I've been telling you about?
No. Yeah.
No, no, I know what you're talking about.
Yeah, right, The dog boy he invited.
US. Remember that little adventure
we had out in the safaris? You're.
Talking about the wrong guy. Me.
I wasn't there. Oh, right, I still figured that
you and Screech might be trying to join that temporal
connection, but apparently that's.
I see that. Glad you haven't brought me in
in the last three months, but I'd.
Like to say this get to the fucking point.
Well, we have to leave or I'm not sure how well we will to
stay I. Think that you have been over
exaggerating about what qualifies as a God.
You mean I have all these cool powers?
I saved your. Life I think cool is pretty
fucking subjective. For us all.
Right. Oh, you're not a part of this
conversation. Please, just could you screech.
Oh fuck. Off.
We're going to leave. You're going to come with.
I'm sorry, Phil. But I assumed I didn't have a
choice. We're A-Team, we will always be
a team. I get it, I smell like shit 100%
of the time, but I don't cough blood anymore.
I fucking I'm cool with that. You're welcome.
Yeah, OK, fine, let's go for it. Try to have that in fucking New
World's turd God. Much better.
Yeah. Downgrade watch.
Reject you from my mind and then I'm going to try and tap into
either nowhere or what I perceive as a similar dimension
maybe. Try as you may tap into
something beyond yourself, you do realize that this God complex
that you've assumed is all in your head.
And as you were having this conversation you noticed through
the that thin veil that you were showing the screech the outside
world even though it's pounding rain, you see that all of the
surrounding chairs are just bursting into flames.
The palm trees behind are are just completely igniting and the
cabana boy person that had brought you your drinks earlier
is running screaming and just lit on fire.
Even stop dropping rolls, not working four of them and we're
going to cut there. To Tommy on his cousin's copy
Bara farm out in grift. Tommy's he left the life of the
arch rope behind because it just, it wasn't working out.
So he hooked up with his cousin Crater out in grift to help
raise copy bars. And it's the most piece he's had
in his whole life. It's always been just constant
conflict. And as he's sitting there
greeting the new day, he hears the gong and he's being
completely drenched by the heavy downpour.
And he just gets this sickening feeling in a stomach, knowing
that this is going to be the last day that he's going to
have. And he looks out at his cousin
that's rounding up the coffee bars and through the rain, he
just, he just starts falling. He just he knows that it's it's
done and then as as he's tearing up one after another of these
coffee bars just start self emulating and just start pursing
the flames and crater his cousin is freaking out and crater
bursts the flames as well. It is absolute madness.
And at that point you can cut to the the boys that are in
Ikerthorne, Turdwod and screech on the burning beaches of Cancun
and Crater and Tommy out on the copy Borough farm and Grift and
everything slowly turns to black.
All praise in Sodom Neck, the Underworld's nightmare black
disc which stands before the sun.
Sun, all praise, very beaming with delight.
Light, all praise the fire which burns all.
And the darkness shall swallow, swallow the darkness.
The five of you, Phil, Artie, Quillnock, Tommy and Screech are
awakened by a warm rain and your eyes struggle to focus.
The only light is coming from the guards head, which seems to
flicker as he shakes his body, effectively stopping the foul
smelling shower. A poster up bed, rusty iron bars
and darkness is all that surrounds you.
The deafening silence is sliced apart by a frail voice coming
from the cell next to you. Oh.
Fuck, you guys are awake. Oh God, that looks infected.
Hey everybody, Kevin at the end of the episode.
This episode features the adventure actor Thorne by Kevin
Welch, which can be found in the merkborg anthology journey
through the Dying lands released through madness heart press and
the introduction to trapped within by wolfram to Phil Jensen
with Levi playing Phil The fugitive night by all eyes no
game. Thomas playing Quill Knock, a
profane survivor by Jared Barnes of the called Ossuary, Jake
playing Artie the domitable Mountaineer by Rudos Cone and
Turdwod the Fekulent 1, and Nate reprising his role as Screech
the Narcomancer by Brain Rat. Check out all these cool things
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all the cast past and present for making this show happen and
the many guests that we have featured Walton Wood, John
Baltusburger, Rugos Cone, Johan Noor, and Daniel Carson.
Really Also a huge thank you to the folks that have lent their
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Marianne Welch. And most importantly, I want to
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We appreciate every last one of you.
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Then we're going to take a well, dessert break before we start
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time. Oh God damn it.
Holy. Shit.
Jesus Christ. Do we wake up knowing what
happened? What a purple loophole.
Oh. Fuck basically where the season
started in the small yeah cell. What the fuck?
I know what the. A good idea, that's So what?
A good idea? It was a bitch to get over there
in the first place. Yeah, feel something.
We took like literally the hardest fucking path.
Ohhh yeah. Ohh yeah.
Holy shit, I'm still on fire. I'm pretty damn good.
I'm not done yet. Oh no.
Dub www.geesure is empty here at
the end of the world world. Kind of wish I'd brought a
sandwich. Sandwich.
I wonder if there's a hey, is that a nook?
Had a nook? A nook.
Brugal. Brugal.
Is that you? I think so.
It's me.
I look. I look.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I noticed.
What are you doing here?
Being dead, I guess. I guess.
Yeah, you're the same mix. The story of my life, my life.
Kind of wish I'd packed a sandwich.
Sandwich. I was just saying the same
thing, same thing. So you seen anyone else around?
Here, around here, Nope, Just you.
Just you. Yeah, yeah.
So Netflix and flails and flail. Let's see what's good, what's
good. Good night Merk Borg, Written
and illustrated by Rugos Cone. In the great yellow cathedral
there was a blood red throne and a black disc, and a picture of
the two headed basilisk, and there were goblins and worse
were spreading their curse. And the two dead earthbound, and
a stinking burial mound and little crypt and a scroll that's
been ripped and a flail and a Mace and a grimacing smashed
face, splattering blood all over the place.
Goodnight Murt Borg. Goodnight black disc, goodnight
Basilisk, Goodnight Torchlight and the Blood Red throne.
Goodnight Goblins, Worse. Goodnight Curse, goodnight
earthbound bound and burial mound.
Goodnight Yusabu Neck. Goodnight Galkin back.
Goodnight Little Crypt and goodnight scroll that's been
ripped. Good night flail flail and good
night Mace. Good night nameless scum, scum.
Good night smashed face and good night to the blood splatters all
over the place. Good night miseries, good night
despair. Good night.
Brutal nightmare. Nightmare.
The end, The end. The end of everything.
Everything.