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"My Spredd is my gift to you!" He screams across the train station. The putrid stink began to fill the air, as everyone looked upon this being they all started to lose consciousness in the same instance.
"My Spredd. Take it and keep it. Breathe me. Love me." Grimblo uttered as he faded into dust.
No one survived.
"PLEASE!" she screams into the empty diner,
"How was I supposed to know?! No one told me!"
Henraldo appears as a ghoulish specter in front of her, holding his hand out with ectoplasm drooling from between his fingers as if to offer some kind of help to this crying woman.
"It's ok." He gently explains. "We can spredd together now."
Delores wipes the tears from her face spreading icky ectoplasm all into her eyebrows by accident. "Ok, Hen. I'm finally reddy for the spooky spredd."