'Ill Cipher'

the slam- clapboard barricades break open, as a figure smears and creams out. "Gravity falls. The place where i took my fall, i shall find you. and I shall get revengence." Ill says with a sly grin, he looks around. Much has changed, alot of the forest-space is now taken up by neighborhood houses, or factories of some shorts. he disguises in best he can by using his human form. "The search is on, my friends." he says lowly.