Redwall's two bells rang out in the twilight dim, signaling that it was time for the summers eve feast. Arugus, Redwall's bellringer, descended Matthias's bellrope. If he was a mouse of some sort, he would have probably fallen and perished. Arugus was certainly not a mouse; he was a squirrel, the latest descendent of Lady Amber's line. He had amber colored fur, and the climbing skills of his ancestor.

Arugus reached the bottom of the belltower, and then headed in to the Great Hall. He met up with his friend, Abbot Langus, in front of Martin's tapestry.

"How's the position of being Father Abbot, you do know it has been almost eight seasons now" Arugus clapped a paw on Langus's back. It was cold and rigid.

"Langus are you alright?" worry seeped in to Arugus's voice.

The Abbot began sway back and forth, speaking in time with his movement. "Beware the killer of only woodlanders, seek help from your friend of ambers, look after my abbey or all will no longer be happy, life will end, and the dead shall not find the Dark Forest bend, the slain will fall, beware and save Redwall" Langus shuddered, Arugus did as well "Yes Martin, I would sacrifice my life for the peaceful creatures inside my abbey, yes I will do everything I can to protect them, my son will come?, that's wonderful, I haven't seen him since he was a babe"

Arugus shook Langus violently. The Abbot tore his gaze from Martin's worried one. All the lights in Redwall dimmed.

Langus looked at Arugus. A scared and worried expression was on his face.

"My friend Arugus, Martin has spoken to me, as soon as everyone is here I will announce what Martin told me, for now, go sit" Langus looked back at Martin's face, mumbling things to himself.

Arugus walked to the nearest seat, never taking his eyes off of Langus. He sat down. After saying a blessing to himself, he started to eat. The rest of the Redwallers filed in, talking merrily amongst themselves as they got seated. A minute later, the Abbot took his seat. After looking around, he asked "Is everyone here?"

A murmured "Yes" came from the tables.

"As some of you already know" he nodded in the direction of Arugus "Martin the Warrior just spoke to me a few minutes ago"

Before anything else happened, a champagne cork shot off, it flew across the room, to land in the Abbot's lap. Langus tossed it aside before anyone noticed.

"What did he say" asked the majority of the Redwallers. Dibbuns simply asked "Can we eat now, we are sooooooo hungry" Random groans issued forth from the Dibbun table.

Langus held up a paw for silence. All of the Redwallers ceased talking, even he Dibbuns, somehow. Rosalina, the abbeys recorder, pulled out a seemingly ever present piece of parchment and quill.

"What Martin told me was" he looked around to make sure that Dibbuns weren't running amok. "He warned me that an evil presence has come here to Redwall"

Gasps came from the woodlanders. "You mean a vermin troupe of some kind his coming? You know with ferrets and rats" asked a hogmaid.

Redwallers looked at the maid with a scolding looks. Realization that she had insulted the abbot made her bury her head in her paws. Langus gave her a stern look. Looking at Arugus, he asked "I would assume that Arugus heard me talking to Martin, because like most creatures that come in contact with him, I can't remember anything. I would be pleased if you came up here and repeated everything I said"

Arugus came up and stood next to the Abbot. He shuddered, remembering what he had heard not ten minutes ago. Arugus repeated everything that he had heard Langus say, all the way down to the part when Martin said that his son was coming.

Langus grasped Arugus's arm tightly "Do you mean my son, Langusarie is coming?"

"I don't know all you said was that you had not seen your son since he was a babe" replied Arugus.

While other Redwallers were trying to herd their Dibbuns upstairs, Langus was remembering the last time he had seen his wife, Aire, and his son, Langusarie.

Langus found himself back at his vermin horde camp, with their cruel leader, Tzu Saw. They had been whipped and beaten because they refused to slay another beast. Langus and his wife, who had just given birth, decided to run once they got to Mossflower country. Once they were there, they ran. Aires tripped up and went sprawling, taking her son with her. Langus screamed "NOOOOO!" he went back to help her, but Tzu Saw had gotten to them already. He had no choice but to keep running. He ran for three days and nights, until he reached Redwall. He collapsed outside the gates yelling in a weak voice. "Help me they have my wife and son!" Eventually some Dibbuns saw him, and they alerted the former Abbot. The Abbot and Melody came out; they stood over him talking to each other. "But he's a vermin" said Melody.

"It would be against our law to leave him to die out here" replied the Abbot. So they took in Langus, who was still screaming for his wife and son.

Back at the present time, Langus called for everyone to come back to the Great Hall. After a minute, everyone was back.

"Now that we know what Martin told me, I think that we should try to figure out his warning"

A nervous agreement came back to the Abbot.

"I think that it is safe to assume that I can't be killed, because I am technically a vermin, and since Martin said that the killer only killed woodlanders, I am safe"

A squirrel piped up "I think it's safe to assume that the friend of ambers is your friend, bellringer Arugus" Much nodding followed this statement.

The hogmaid saw a chance to redeem herself. "The rest of the poem simply suggests that the dead will have a horrible afterlife"

Langus nodded, "Good thinking Sister Lia"

After that there was no talking for a while, and then everyone grabbed some food and headed upstairs. Arugus came back to Langus's side.

"Are you still going to send off all of Skippers crew?"

"Not all of them" replied the Abbot "Not all of them"

The mousebabe Dolram like baths, a lot. Unlike most Dibbuns, he was always ready to head inside and get bathed. He skipped merrily up the stairs in to the tub room, unaware that the killer was following him.

The killer was not a vermin, like most Redwallers assumed, she was a woodlander. She was a mentally ill woodlander. All her mind would focus on was killing, and she wanted Martin's spirit in the Dark Forest, not at Redwall, along with his stupid wife Rose. She hated them both. The killer was clever though. She knew that she could draw out the two spirits by killing off the other Redwallers, one by one. The killer was also mad at Langus, because of the fact that he was not a woodlander. Martin said that she would kill only woodlanders, but the killer was sure she could arrange a death for the Abbot. She headed upstairs to the tub room, carrying a large kitchen knife, intent on killing baby Dolram.

When the killer entered the room, Dolram put on the normal Dibbun outfit.

"Dolram neva wanna take a bathey again" he crossed his arms in defiance; try to look like he hated the bath he was in.

"Oh don't worry" said the killer, drawing her knife "You will never have to take a bath again, because this is the last bath of your life"

Dolram wanted to moan, but instead he giggled in fake delight. The giggling ended and turned in to a spluttering, bloody cough as the killer's knife plunged in to his heart. The bathwater turned red.

Hearing Martin's screams of horror inside her head, the killer dunked a paw in to the bathwater, tasting it; she found that she liked the taste of blood. She put another paw in to the bathwater, drawing it out; she walked slowly over to the wall. She wrote a single word in Dolram's blood. Redrum. The word echoed in the insane killers mind. Redrumm, RReedruum, REDRUM, REDRUM REDRUM REDRUUUUUMM!

She stumbled away, sucking the last of the blood off her paw.