The Beast.. or who you most commonly knew him as, Techno, the cryptid. You had expected him to kill you and put your organs in his collection, but apparently he wasn't allowed to because a friend of his took a liking to you. Right now you were curled up on his couch. He didn't bother to look at you. You could see flies buzzing around the large boar skull on his head. Though he was dripping with blood that didn't look like his, and he smelt awful. Like hundreds of humans were rotting on him.