You sat next to the big, blue and fuzzy creature which had followed you and Jack around for the past day or two as Jack sat behind a rock, his back facing the two of you. It was obvious he was a bit (maybe more than a bit) mad after the creature ate the crystal that was rumored to bring him back to his own time.

The creature whines, causing Jack to turn his head to face you two, a death glare on his face. In sync, you and the creature’s eyes widened. He then turned his head to look forward.

“In the morning, you will go back to the natural habitat you have come from,” Jack says, the only sound breaking the deafening silence afterwards being the crackling of the bonfire.