- Rocky, if you want to kill yourself, there are less painful ways than telling Skye that she can't cook. Chase said
- It can't be that bad. He said
- Even John isn't brave enough to do this.
- Truth. John said
Skye came in, Rocky came in, and John and Chase started walking towards the door.
- Skye, I need to tell you something.
- Yes?
Rocky saw John and Chase stop and silently shout 'NO' waving their arms and paws, shake their heads and perform a thick throat slit.
- Your cooking is ... Sucks
Rest of the patrol was about to enter the base when the door burst open as a Chase ran through it, followed by John, pale as a wall.
- RUN! he shouted
They rushed to flee, Malshall's shadow stood still as Malshall's paw reached beyond the screen, grabbed him and pulled him with her.
Torrent of curses that flowed from Skye's mouth terrified poor Rocky who turned white and was now one color.
World in now of consisted of stripes of green ones and zeros.
And instead of Skye, he saw beasts from the deepest pits of Hell.
Finally, something clicked in his head and he started to run away, followed by the sound of a chainsaw and a screeching Bashiee promising only death and dismembered.