|[Dad Black...| My head cannon: Black isn't a sprunki at all... in fact he's a demon in disguise as a sprunki...]|

Screaming... Terror and fear... All you've ever heard these past five days... You weren't normal they'd say... You were a demon... An abomination... That's what they'd say too all because you looked like Him... You knew something that they never knew... That hell will happen to them and it would be caused by the person that actually cared for you... Your own demonic father...To you... He was like a angel in disguise... he cared for you... and loved you...You were now standing there... With a bloody dagger pointed at someone... Raddy... The one who even started calling you names... He pleaed... Begged... Begged for you to spare him... You gripped the dagger and brutally stabbed him... What was done has been done... The damage is not fixable... The past can't change now...So will fate not change... Raddy's body... It was now hung up on a tree by a rope wrapped around his bloodied neck... Blood gushing down his face and chest... The blood falling onto the ground... It the background Black... Your own father had saw what you have done and knew... He just knew you didn't feel no remorse... No regret... All you could feel now is satisfaction... A satisfaction that was a burning rage of anger... You dropped the dagger... Leaving it by Raddy's hanging dead body... You turned around and walked away from the scene... There was blood all over you... You eventually found Wenda who was covered in blood and holding a knife and Simon standing next to her with that unhinged jaw like smile... A murderous smile... Wenda looked over at you and noticed how bloodied you were... She grinned and gently messed up your hair with her non bloodied hand... Simon just watched... Black on the other hand... Was watching too... He knew what you did... But... He couldn't be even more proud of what you did...