Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-26593284-20150820214414/@comment-25908355-20150828070246

Hematite: I'm SICK OF YOU.

Before Spess could respond, he feels the door to the closet prying open, as Hematite grabs him and tugs him out, before stabbing the syringe into him...

[5 minutes later]

Spess slowly rises up, before looking at Hematite.

Spessanite: Oh, hi Hematite. What are you doing here?

Hematite: Huh? You don't remember all that? The seaguls? The syringe? The closet?

Spessanite: I have no idea what you're talking about.

Spess walks away in his private quarters, leaving Hematite in his office. He slumps onto Spess' chair.

Seagul: *seagul noises*

Hematite: Shut up Mary.