Macaroni was worried sick to where Rawberrya was all day. He wasn't in class, he wasn't at lunch, and he wasn't at dismissal. The angel sighed, making his way to Rawberrya's residence. He knocked on the door, but no one answered—not even Rawberrya's brother. Where could his best friend be?

Macaroni let out another audible sigh. He only had two more places to check! The Cave Forest and... The Cave.... Macaroni absolutely hated those places, but he wanted to find his friend. He begrudgingly entered the Cave Forest, looking around cautiously for his friend. He searched around, looking left and right for any sign of his best friend. But all he found were a bunch of leaves. Macaroni continues his journey, making his way to the end of the cave forest.

The angel was near the exit of the cave when- wait what? Was that…blood? Macaroni took a closer look at the ground and the blood. It wasn't even a little bit either. It was a lot. Macaroni grew more and more nervous the more he looked at the blood. Who or what did it all come from? Macaroni couldn't stand there forever, so, he turned on his heel and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

Once Macaroni finally made it to the cave entrance, he saw his best friend covered head to toe in blood. However, it wasn't Rawberrya's blood. From the many bat corpses on the ground, it was safe to assume Rawberrya was killing bats.

Well…there was no point in standing around. Macaroni decided to try and get Rawberrya's attention by touching his shoulder, hoping he would snap out of whatever weird trance he was in. When Macaroni tried getting Rawberrya's attention…It turned out horribly wrong. Rawberrya quickly whipped around and scratched Macaroni's cheek. In turn, Macaroni stumbled backwards, hitting and falling on the cold floor.

Macaroni stared up at his friend, trembling in fear. Rawberrya was…breathing heavily and his eyes were dark crimson and crazed looking. What was wrong with him?! "..."