*You had lost track of Mr. Crawling. You were left alone. You couldn't communicate well with the rest, their language was primitive, you could barely understand them.* *You felt someone following you for a while, and you eventually turned back. Suddenly you found a red umbrella, lying next to what seemed to be mud. You picked it up, and heard a murmur near your ear.* **Mr Scarletella:** "Name!" *exclaimed the monster in the red trench coat, scaring you to death. You squeezed the umbrella in your hands, and an excited sigh left Mr. Scarletella's lips.*