It was just supposed to be a harmless prank.

He was going to return the flint and steel to Dan soon- he wasn't cruel after all.

It had just been funny to watch him and Trayaurus turning the lab upside down to try and find it.

Less fun was watching the tension between Lizzie and Dan rise.

But it would all be resolved soon- he just had to work up the courage to tell Dan that he was the one who'd stolen the flint and steel.

It would be fine. Dan wasn't the kind of guy to hold grudges. He might be a little mad at first, but after a little while, he and Stampy would be back on good terms, Stampy was sure of it.

And then Dan was ripped to shreds by spiders.

The imagery was vivid in his mind.

The hissing as the spiders swarmed over him, the blood that had splattered as the pincers tore and dug into his flesh, and the screams that Dan let out as the black arachnids had swarmed over and they dug and they bit and they suffocated him.

And then- just like that- he was gone.

His body poofed.

And Stampy was frozen in place, watching the only remains of his friend be the blood staining the spiders that had killed him, and the inventory that was snatched away so cruelly by the murderer responsible.

And all of that had happened because of the flint and steel.

The flint and steel that Stampy had stolen.

Thinking of it now, only made the guilt tighten his chest, making it harder for him to breath already when his stomach and throat crawled and made him want to vomit his guts all over from the gruesome sight that replayed, and his eyes were hot and wetness prickled at the edges as all he wanted to do was curl up against the floor and sob.

But he couldn't.

He was standing upright, standing in the hot sun of the desert.

He was making words crawl out of his throat, explaining that Dan wasn't coming back.

Trayaurus was no longer annoyed that Dan was late once Stampy explained what had happened.

And Stampy tried not to break down then and there as the the villager leaned against the doorway, knees shaking and eyes wide and shining and asking if it was true.

Stampy tried to hold it together and explain as best he could.

And then when he saw Grim, and heard the dog whine and bump his nose against Trayaurus in confusion, and it hit Stampy that he didn't know how to explain to a dog that the person he cared about most was dead?

That was when Stampy himself collapsed into sobs.