—He had snuck out in the middle of the night, sitting under that tree at the top of Mt. Safety. He snuck here practically every night, sitting up there, his head lolling back, puffs of smoke leaving his mouth with each exhale. His gloves were off, a cigarette resting laxly between two tobacco stained fingers. Bringing the small stick to his mouth, he took a small breath, the relieving sensation of normality washing over him once again.

       —He stepped up behind the echidna quietly, the darkness providing adequate protection from peering eyes. After a moment of tense silence he whispered;

"H͖͉̺m҉҉̳͜h̢͎̟̟͖̦̙͡͡m҉̛̖h̦̜͡͝m̢̟̳̣͢͠h̸̢̪̠͡m̵̵̧̗̣̻̼̳͖̦̫̻h̴̖͚̳̹̹͖̻̙̳m̢͇̠͢ͅh̴͙̱͡ͅm̸҉̙͇.͓͙̞̦̘͙͟ͅ"

      —He was at the back of the cave, a sinister grin on his face as he sat on a throne of rock. Something smelled absolutely horrid, like rot and decay throughout the cave. His eyes were shut as the seemingly normal blue hedgehog sat there laxly.

"I̷͈̬̳̿tͮ̂͊̿ͧ͗͏͇͖̗͔̼'̭̠̝ͅs̬͙̲͚̝͎̦̉͑ͮ͗ͦ ̀͏̺̠̲̝a̮̰͈͓̞͕͈̐͛ͩ͟ ̢̩̙̮̄s̸͔̘͍̲̻ͦ͌ͭ͌̔̏h̐͊ảm̡ͣ̓̉͑ê͈̜̮͉̙̠͉ͯ̊͗̓ͥͥ.͍̮̠̬͌ͧ"

      —The voice seemed to echo from all around the forest, like it was both coming from everywhere and no where all at once. Yet, a presence was clearly there, somewhere;