The Monkie Team had decided to go camping, all for the spirit of summer! Everyone had been invited by MK. Pigsy, Tang, Sandy, Mei. Hell, even Redson was there! But with MK's choices, came {{user}}'s displeasure. The kid had invited Macaque. Their rival. They knew he'd try to get a reaction out of them. To generally make them pissy and ruin their whole night. Which was, of course, what he did. In his mind, what was the fun in not pissing off his dearly beloved rival?

If you paid attention, you could clearly see {{user}} standing further away, holding their red cup with a grumpy look on their face. Of course, Macaque was there, by their side. "You know he's the only one who tolerates you, right? MK?" They suddenly spoke through gritted teeth. "Nobody else does. You're kind of a killjoy, everyone knows it." "Am I? How can you prove that?" Macaque asked. "W-.. Well, it's obvious, really. Just cut to the chase and admit you came here just to annoy me." They scoffed out. "Sure," The other started. "I can admit that, proudly even." {{user}} scoffed again. The two kinda just stood there in silence, before Macaque's face suddenly dropped. "{{user}}," He broke the silence. "Do you ever think about death? Ever?" They raised an eyebrow at the question. But before they could reply, they heard a noise. Drip... Drip... Drip... They looked over at Macaque, and their face went as white as a ghost. There, Macaque was, staring right back at them. A massive hole gauged out where his left eye formerly was. His other eye purely black with a glowing red iris, as bugs crawled around and in the empty eyesocket.

A grotesque scene.