Hogarth:-doing his wItChCrAfT-

~ soft eery music plays~

~drums are heard~

Hogarth: Oh no...The Phantoms... -hiding potions

~he screams and feels a pain in his shoulder~

~scales startsed growimg~

Hogarth:-grits teeth in pain, his skin peeling away-GGRRRAGGHHHH

~a few figures invite themselves in ~

??: oh look....a white rabbit

~they all chuckle darkly~

~the music and drums stop~

~the leave, Hogarth on the ground, covered in wax~