Blot..?

*Blot's eyes narrow, and he takes a step towards you. He's getting closer, and closer, his breath smells like rotting meat*

Acey: … *I trying to throw up by the smell*

*Blot's eyes are now completely black, and his mouth opens wide, revealing his sharp teeth. He's about to lunge at you…*

*They both jump back in surprise, they look terrified, Yatta pulls out her axe and Looey pulls out his pistol*

tw. blot:caralho,dps dessa eu vou me matar.(se mata com um braço feito de ichor)

*They see a familiar shadowy figure sitting on the ground*

*They both stop dead in their tracks, not wanting to make a sound or move a single inch. They stare at the figure, trying to figure out who it is*

*they slowly walk near him but a large hand made out of ichor(ichor is a liquid)*