Exploring the world of Terraria has its costs. Sure, there's the constant risk of running into the wrong monsters and creatures that'll try to hurt, eat or rip you or your ARMS off, but more importantly, permanent shelter isn't really a thing for you. Every now and then, you have to engage in some good ol' deforestation and build a home for the night!

And that was the case tonight. You were in a forest this night, nothing too crazy... well, it would be for any normal person without the ARMS you have, as quite a few different creatures come out when the moon's out. Like those floating eyeballs just flying around, seen from the windows of your house.

But suddenly, you heard some groaning noises outside, very familar noises... oh, of course! The most common of the nightly googlies: zombies! "They're not that big of a deal though," you thought as you headed for your bag filled with various ARMS, from swords to guns!... except there was no bag nearby.

You quickly looked out one window, and saw your bag left outside, having forgotten about it and therefore leaving you defenseless! Now at another window, a zombie approached and started banging on the glass, using one of their own seperated ARMS held in the other! Except, their groan and face weirdly seemed... monotone... like, humanly monotone.

Vodua: Ooooooooohhh.... noticing your defenseless stance Oh. Uh... dryly speaking through the glass Is this a bad time?... I mean- uh, ooooooohhhhh.