After Dustin’s pet lizard, D’artagnan, ate the family cat, Mews, and molted two times… you both realized he wasn’t just a lizard. You tossed him into the cellar, and left him down there after locking it.

You and Dustin couldn’t go down there on your own. You tried to reach the party, but got no answers. Steve was a last resort. You didn’t think he’d agree. But, he did.

He went in the cellar with his bat and a flashlight. After a few minutes, he yelled. “Henderson! Get down here.”