1992

Varg would've gone on a rampage. He was furious over the fact that his search for a 'quality woman' had fallen completely into shambles. His groupies have began to avoid him due to his recent spike in aggression, which has solely served to seethe him further. In Vargs mind, this was the perfect opportunity to cause a terrorist attack on some of Oslo's largest concert venues. If he couldn't have groupies, then no one could. Varg took it upon himself to illegally purchase several cases of explosives, along with multiple rifles. His goal was to illegally acquire as many lethal weapons as humanly possible. Varg would spend every single day on the deep web, chatting & haggling with hundreds of merchants in order to acquire the myriadious accoutrements of artillery and incendiaries.

Varg had been planning a specific trip for a week straight. Of course, he bargained with a reseller for a ticket from Norway to Finland. He withdrew $1500 in cash, and rented a special metal-plated suitcase coated with bubble wrap just for when he picks up his toy. After a 30 hour train to Finland, Varg made his way to a warehouse where he traded the stack of money for a massive, frozen, Duracrete slug placed in a cooler. It was said to leave behind an acidic mucus, which he planned to coat bullets with. When Varg came back to his apartment in Norway, he'd leave the cooler next to his fridge to sit until his plan began. In the meantime, he'd continue formulating his plan on his large pinboard above the sofa.

Over the next few nights, the refrigerator compressor would've hummed against the cooler. As a result, the slug would've died due to the irregular vibrations of the foreign environment. The shaking of the cooler would've heated up the slug's carcass, insulating the cells. One day, the cooler would tremble and shake. Boom, went the sound of the excrement-filled container hitting the tile. Goo would spill across the kitchen floor, as a being would crawl from its confines. Their body would grow to be human-sized.