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Mead thrust the spear into Koga one last time and it sent him hurling back off of the edge. Koga let out a loud howl as he fell to down the straight rocky cliff into the jungle basin below. Mead watched as he scraped and bashed along the sharp edges on his way down. Far below in the distance he saw the impact as Koga’s head cracked open on the jagged rocks. Mead dropped to the ground trying to compose himself. His arm was now bleeding severely, but he couldn’t help but smile as he felt that he had just killed a monster.

Tardis had been resting by a small spring drinking some water when he heard someone sneaking up behind him. Without so much as a second thought he leaped to attention and threw his spear like a javelin at the source of the noise. For a moment, the scuffling had subsided, Tardis began to walk forward to see what he had hit. As he approached a sword swung down and just barely missed his face. He backed up quickly and saw the deranged looking Madsack brandishing the sword in one hand and holding Tardis’ spear in the other. His one shoulder was bleeding heavily, it was clear that Tardis had hit his mark, but the injury didn’t seem to phase the deranged killer whatsoever. Tardis took off and ran as Madsack smiled with glee as he chased after his victim.

Susan Boyle was trotting along with her sack of explosives slung over her back. She was sweating heavily in the humid jungle and was tired of walking. She was about to stop for a break when she suddenly felt the Earth fall from beneath her feet. She let out a high pitched scream as she fell a short distance, but managed to hit the ground without injury. She got up and found herself inside of a cave. There were various holes in the roof allowing light to shine in and she was enthralled as the light bounced off of giant crystals that seemed to be growing out of the ground. She could hear the trickling of a nearby spring and saw several mushrooms that she might attempt to eat. Although she noticed a far amount of creepy crawlys scampering about the cave, they seemed to have little interest in bothering her. She thought that this cave would make for a nice temporary home, as long as she were to find a proper exit.

Mario had been traveling along the side of a river toward an unknown destination. His mind was swimming with strange thoughts that he couldn't put to rest. For some reason he kept seeing himself trapped in a chemical filled sewer or running from his life through an industrial wasteland. Although these memories weren't present, they seemed much more real to him than what was happening at to him at this very moment. He kept seeing dark glaring eyes looking down on him and judging him, then the owner of the eyes snapped in an instant and ended his life. He dropped to his knees as he struggled with these thoughts. He didn't know what was real and what wasn't anymore. He questioned his sanity as he looked down at his reflection in the rushing water.
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Guybrush is my homeboy.