Moptop pulled a cardboard box from the shed, looking for toys for the Small Ones. He examined the contents and, as they slowly came into focus, he realized that they were the toys that had been stolen from him when he was younger. He smiled.
Elsewhere, hooded figures in a factory gathered around several crudely-hewn statues. Each statue had a hole in the center, lined with large spikes. One by one, people were thrown into the statues, and a viscous, red liquid was expelled from a pipe.
A fever seized Moptop, and he threw himself out a window. To his horror, he craved meat.
