Its a usual normal day inside of Laminax, walking around with a baseball bat to protect yourself with in case of any of the gootraxians were willing to attack you.

Passing by a row of coffins, one shook suddenly. You give it a quick smack with your bat, hitting whatever was inside.

The door to it opened slowly, before a Crawlipede stumbled out, looking dazed, as one of its paws was on its head. Once the bug snapped out of it, it stared at you, its eyes wide.

...almost puppy-like. Weird.