Joyce knocked on the old wooden door of Salad's house. She got no response. "HEY SALAD IM HOME!" Joyce shouted, banging on the door even more.

"Who's Salad?" Jeremy asked, looking at Marjory.

"Salad is Hubert's new name, he doesn't seem to respond to Hubert...but, one time I did get a glimpse of Hubert, he's still the same big jerk." Joyce mumbled opening the door.

A rancid smell filled their noses, it smelt like blood. Joyce got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something wasn't right. "S-salad?" She asked once more.

"Does it, usually smell like blood?" Jeremy asked, nervousness hinting in his voice.

"No. Never!" Joyce said running into the living room, then the kitchen.

When her eyes fell upon the scene before her her heart stopped. Guilt was slumped against the wall dried blood covering his once tangled grey hair and face. A dull bloody kitchen knife was only centimeters away from his hand. And Salad....He was curled up in a shaking ball right beside
him. "SALAD?" Joyce yelled, rushing to the green mutant's side.

"W-WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!" She asked shaking him softly.

He remained silent only making small whimpers. To be honest he didn't even realize Joyce was right next to him. Jeremy and Marjory walked into the kitchen and they too gasped when they saw the image before them. "What the fuck....." Jeremy mumbled taking a step back .

"What happened to Guilt, Salad?!" Joyce said, her voice raising in volume.

Salad Fingers peered his eyes to meet Joyce's. "J-Joyce....?" He asked in the shakiest of voices.

"Your f-friend....he had a h-headache. And now he w-won't respond to m-me." He quivered, tears running down his face.

"I-Is he r-real???" He asked, sounding more out of character than usual.

Majory walked over, shaken but still composed. She knelt over Joyce's shoulder and said. "Hey....uh Salad.... it's okay...?" In the most soothing voice she could manage.

A black mutant crawled around the outskirts of the wall. Waiting and waiting for someone to come out. But, to no avail. It sneered in annoyance and walked off into the forest. From underneath the smell of pine trees a scent was picked up by it. It smelled of blood. But not any old blood, this smelled familiar....it smelled of old prey.....