"Come on Goodfellow, rise and shine." Nyx and Ash come in.

"Ngh... get out, get out of my head." I mutter.

You are just as monstrous as the rest of us.

They will leave you to the wastelands. 

"Get... get away from me brother." I mutter.

"Puck, wake up." Nyx says gripping my shoulder.

"Puck?" Ash asks.

I open my eyes slowly. I wince as I sit up. Ash helps me up. I wipe my eyes and the sweet that poured from my head and body. Why am I so rattled? I feel like a time bomb ticking down, I'll never know when I explode. I grip my head.

"Another bad dream?" Ash asks.

"Yeah, something like that." I sigh.

Why do you taunt me so? I killed you. It should be over for us, but why can I still hear you? I can still feel his scorn on me. It should be over Goodfellow, stop worrying. I look at them in confusion. Ash had two bags. Nyx had on a backpack.

"Are... are we going somewhere?" I ask.

"Give praise Goodfellow, I'm taking you to meet my uncle." Mabe comes in.

"Your uncle? Really?" My eyes lighten up.

I've had heard very famous stories about Mabe's uncle the Great Goblin King of the Eastern Swamp lands. A famous magician and healer from what I've heard. Even the mortals know of him. In fact, that guy Shakespeare went to see him in one of his plays. All this time, I have longed to meet Mabe's famous uncle.  I wince as I stand up. Ash takes my arm.

"When do we leave?" I ask.

"Right now." Mabe smiles.