Undertaker was aggrivated that he couldn't have a good laugh before he began enjoying his playthings. Gowever, he decided to make his way over to his own caravan, a small hut that had both a homey and eerie essence to it. As he walked inside he smelled the stench of blood and hurried to see who one of his precious pets had brought him today.<br/>When he saw the body he was very pleased, it was a caucasian male in either his late twenties or early thirties, he had a small amount of stubble and was quite handsome, even if he had his guts hanging out of his stomach. Then his pet chimera, Avron the creature that had brought him his new toy, came up to him, nudging his hand as to be petted for his good work, and Undertaker replied by scratching the cratures head reassuringly, but then waved him off so he could play with his toy.<br/>As he walked up to the man he enjoyed the gruesome sight and began toying with the man's intestines loving the feel of blood on his bare hands, then he moved his hands down until he felt the waistband of the man's trousers. He then ripped the pants off the man, then he pulled the man's undergarments off and enjoyed the sight of the man's, whom he decided to call Henry, placid member and began playing with it. He then pulled the foreskin back to observe Henry's very light pink head, then bent bown and licked at it as to taste how fresh he was, 'Only a few minutes, delicious." was all he could think before he remembered there were still some civilians in the area, so he placed Henry with his other toys, in a large refrigerated room to keep the bodies fresh for as long as possible. Then left his caravan and headed toward Lucille's to see what she was doing.