Paintbrush watches in horror as Fan's object falls flat on the ground, dead. What- what just happened?! Fan said he knew too much... what does that mean?-

Paintbrush glanced at you, who also stared at Fan with scared and sad eyes.

'PAINTY!!'

Lightbulb ran towards you two, yelling that it wasn't safe and everyone was disappearing, but suddenly jumped back. Baxter jumped off her shoulder and behind your foot. She said kneeled on the ground, Paintbrush listening to what she was saying. Honestly, they were not really-

"Lightbulb- just run! Where is he?!"

They hold up a fist, anger in their gaze as they punch the air. Their brush bristles bursted into flames. Lightbulb said one more thing, and Paintbrush froze as her object collapsed as just a lightbulb. No limbs... face... gone...

Paintbrush stared a moment before kneeling over her body. Baxter scurried over to them as they stared to silently sob.

"Fan... now Lightbulb... what if I'm next... what if YOU'RE next..?!"

They glance back at you with tears in their eyes.