I swear... we could be attacked by hulking meat monsters or fucked up door demons and people would still find some way to brush it off as "just a prank." [She shakes her damn head. Get some genre awareness, PAM.

(sorry for yelling, pam.)]

You can be my assistant. Just pass me the right tools, if you could, and I'll be able to figure out what's going on with these creepy little things. [So far it seems like it's just stuffing. But she didn't expect to find much in the middle.]