"NAY! NAY! i have to get a scotch! a good scotch!" tritan ran back to his room, and drew stabbath. breathing deeply, he tried to calm down, and slice himself  portal to colingden. as the dark line appeared, he stepped through an disappeared. after several minutes, he reappeared with a large silver container. holding it up, a dark brown liquid poured out and into his visor. "ahhhh" sighed tristan "now i can relax"