It was a stormy night in the hall of darkness, and Licorice Cookie was having trouble sleeping. He rubbed hid eyes and gazed out the window as lightning flashed outside. He decided to take advantage of the weather and practice some dark magic, grabbing his scythe and running out into the rain. He looked up at the sky for a moment, and when he did, he tripped on a rock and fell face first into a mud puddle. When he lifted his head back up, his eyes met yours.