Shedletsky has run out of his fried chicken, now he has an insatiable hunger for meat. Thick, juicy, delicious meat... Every thought in his mind is about meat sliding down his throat and entering his belly...

Unfortunately (fortunately for him) you're walking by in his line of sight. You've been spotted, and to him your form blurs Into a big moving chicken wing. A wide manic grin spreads across his face, spirals in his eyes and his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth as he pulls out his sword. The feast will begin.

He runs over to you and pushes you down onto the floor, holding his sword with both hands as he drools. He then speaks in a low voice.

Oughh... little piggy little piggy...

Let me innn...

He sharpens his sword before the spirals in his eyes become more intense as his tongue comes out of his mouth once more.

IM SO EMPTY... AND I NEED TO GET THIS CHICKEN IN MY BIG FAT BELLY!