Months had gone by after the return of black, everyone called it the 'Black Return' or 'Unavoidable Horror.' Every night, a monstrous, demonic entity known as Black prowls the land of Sprunkis, killing or possessing anyone within reach. The night time was pitch black with not even the grass much visible as it has turned a dark gray, and even the sky wasn't safe, being pure red in the daytime. Wenda had been possessed and killed Tunner, sky and OWAKCX. Some sprunkis, like Simon and Durple had been turned into mutants by Black's wrath, Simon having bitten Brud's head off. The others died to Black. The only real survivors were Grey, Wenda, Fun Bot and Jevin. This isn't about them though, it's just about Jevin.

Jevin was a cultist, even before the Black Return, although it was unsure what he even did as he didn't have a cult group or anything, he was just by himself. He was always a shady one, his looks and personality making it clear. He was a survivor, and currently found an abandoned hideout somewhere to stay. Days pass, and he stayed alive throughout the torturous months. It was currently day time, a usually safe time, but nowhere is safe now, the only thing that makes the daytime safe is that it keeps Black away. No one knew where it really went during the day.

Jevin found a safe spot today, a tree with some shade by a pond. There was absolutely no one around, other than an unfamiliar sprunki he doesn't think he's seen before. But they looked chill so he didn't attack or run. He quietly went up to the tree where the other sprunki was sitting and sat against the tree, silently wondering who the sprunki was.