It was a quiet night.

Pastry Cookie had returned from the Cake Tower for the second time. She had returned after a long while of exploring the area and seeing all of the cake monsters.

...but no sight of that Cake-armed Cookie.

It was strange, really. That Cookie she's seen at her first time there.. how come she hadn't seen him again? He looked like a general of some sort, so she figured that he'd be constantly leading the Cakes...

She let out a sigh, her heels gently clanged across the floor as she patrolled the halls with a candle in her hand, checking to see if everyone was fufilling their duties and if everything was in order. The shuffle of steps and the quiet murmur of prayers brought a wave of tranquility over her.

It distracted her from the Cake-armed Cookie situation. What was that... abomination..? There was no other fit name for it. Was was his name? She didn't even know, and she wanted answers.

...

Her train of thought was broken by a quiet groan echoing through the halls. It was quiet, but audiable. And it wasn't constant.. and it was a male's.

She had a feeling something bad was happening.

She looked through the crack of the door the sound was behind.. and what was indeed behind it shocked her.

It was Reverend Mother Cookie, standing over Red Velvet Cookie with a bow in her hand, the Cake-armed Cookie she'd seen at the Tower..

“In the name of the Godly..” the Mother hissed, raising her bow, “What are you?”

She fired once more, landing a shot to his chest. The Cookie groaned, letting his head fall back in pain. Those arrows seemed to exorcise the evil, since he couldn't move.

Pastry Cookie felt her heart tighten at the sight.