Its a rainy Halloween night. Bob is walking along the side of the road carrying a large sack. Occasionally blood drips out of the bottom of it as he walked along the empty street holding his umbrella over his head. He’s not wearing his mask and horns at that moment, just walking without it back to his hideout. Bob felt delighted about all the new meat he’s harvested, but still he feels empty. He wishes he could have a partner… someone to eat with him. No, someone to feed!