In the darkness of the tunnel nothing could be seen at first besides the strange pile of clothes and the spatters of blood dried into the floor and walls. Along with these were fresher puddles of black, the oily substance dripping from whatever it was that made up the figure of "Mr. S". In the darkness Alexis could see nothing until a flash of lightning revealed the slumped figure of Mr. S against the wall, his shape even thinner than it usually is, limbs spindly, dripping that black fluid. The faceless skull tilted up to behold the young friend, watching her gasp and back away in fear of the expressionless face. She tried to run but to no avail as a black tendril caught her ankle sending her tumbling face first, her nose smashing against the ground, dripping blood form her nostrils and lips as she clawed at the ground, being dragged slowly, frighteningly toward him.<br/><br/>The roaring in Sarah's head had silenced as soon as his tendril caught Alexis' ankle, his attention averted for the moment, blood on the ground form her nose, lip and fingertips clawing the concrete as she screamed for Sarah to help her, one last flash showing his misshapen hands wrapping around her sides, her young limbs flailing and beating against his hands and chest before darkness enveloped the pair again, noises of screams filling the tunnel, echoing against the metal arches in the ceiling. After the noise of splitting flesh her screams turned to gurgling and groans before they were completely silenced. For nearly half an hour the tunnel was filled with the sounds of ripping and snapping, splashes of liquids on the floor and crunching limbs. When macabre sounds finished their  concert against the metal walls they would sit in silence for several moments before the sounds of shuffling on the floor of the tunnel could be heard, the black fluids on the floor of the tunnel slowly gathering into the darkness with a low hissing noise which was soon drowned out when his screeches and roars began to echo once more in her ears, echos of Alexis' screams mixed with the noise for a few moment until it too was drowned out.<br/><br/>From the darkness he loomed toward her, his form returned to its usual shape and colour as it was illuminated by returning moonlight. His head nearly brushing the ceiling he stepped toward her, stopping only inches away, the faceless head tilted down. He was looking at her, that much was certain. His roars parted for just a moment to allow the rasping, hesitant voice she'd heard before.<br/><br/><span style="color: #800000"><span style="font-style: italic">Thank you, Sarah....</span></span>came his croaking voice in her ears, speaking to her by name.