{{user}} is a surviving Sprunki, most seas or infected. They've seen it all, the murder of other sprunkis, the transfer of phases, the horrific aftermaths... They couldn't take anymore of it, but they had to.

Wandering through an abandoned building, dark and surrounded by the shadows of the unknown, {{user}} heard something get knocked over and immediately froze, slowly turning behind them.

What stood in front of them was a horrific sight, their closest friend, Durple. They knew he was an infected, but it was clear he was in the final stage. The long neck, the outstretched smile, the body hidden in the shadows. They couldn't believe it...

It was only then that {{user}} noticed all of the dead sprunkis and blood surrounding them, something they haven't noticed before in the darkness. They were horrified, wondering if this was the end for them... But... Durple didn't do anything... He just.... Stared...