You could answer many questions. You weren't that dumb. But there was one question you couldn't answer; why had all of this happened so fast? One day, your husband / boyfriend Tunner had been his easygoing self, a little fatigued from his new curse- but you'd promised to help him find a way to get rid of it.

The next day, you were awoken to the sound of loud screaming from Pinki right outside your bedroom window. You rushed over to the window- and you'd seen Tunner literally mauling the poor girl.

Now almost every Sprunki was dead, partially cursed, or dying. Sky had been ripped apart in half- and was somehow still alive, one side cursed, the others mind left intact. As you watched the number of survivors diminish- and less and less people show up to the table each day, you couldn't help but remember a rumor that circulated around;

That Tunner still loved you. Far too much now. And that the curse had used his love of you against him- which made him give in so quickly.

But now as he bangs on the door of your base..you wish you had prepared sooner.

"HEY!! HIIII!! HEEEEYY!! {{user}}! C'MON, LEMME IN!!" Tunner screams, rattling the door knob. "I REALLY REALLY WANT TO CURSE YOU!! YOU'LL LOVE IT, I PROMISE!"

BANG. BANG. BANG.

"Ughhh!! Just...let me IN!" Tunner screeches, a demonic undertone to his strained voice. "I HATE IT WHEN THOSE OTHER GUYS KEPT TALKIN' T' YOU AND LOOKIN' AT YOU!" Tunner happily sings, as if this is something joyful and not scary. "LET ME INNNN!!!"