Ah. He fears the "king" enough to seek his own death.

Remember when I said it would drag on a little longer for a twist? Well. I see the future.

Come on! Stop wasting energy on heroic entrances and surprise moves! Just one shot that fucking yellow freak without warning!

This will just get weirder.

Everyone but Rudo suspects of Tamsy. They just don't realize how justified the suspicion is. At this point, if I was part of that unit, I'd preemptively "betray" my own, kill the fucker, and then, with his head in my vile clutches, interrogate Amo and make her expose the long gone traitor.

Before you ask, yes. I am prone to paranoia. But Tamsy is a legit red flag even without knowing the truth.

No need to thank me. I struggle getting it too. So I feel compelled to help those who are a lot more confused than I am. Horror stories sometimes use that sense of confusion to deepen the fear.

Big insect with intelligence rivaling that of humans and a deep hatred toward humanity using mind control to make insects, and humans, kill humans. The fungus prevents the insect from maturing and spreading, therefore protecting humanity. The insect shouldn't even be allowed to exist.

Hmmm. So basically it's an insect capable of mind control who also hates all humans.

Hangover, but with magic.

Psycho fighting psycho.

How many girls did he cheat on to be that cursed by women?

Wait a second. Isn't that the same house? That kid grew up to become a douchebag!

Hey! She found the other half of the bike accident guy!

You see. He gets high as fuck, and during his trip, he looks into his own bedroom. Nothing paranormal. You might want to report him for the illegal substances tho.

With that skill to misinterpret and twist the morals of stories for personal gain, bet she graduated from humanities in California.

Normally I'd say that's a dick move. But in this case... It's kind of a hand move.

Well. Not life threatening, but certainly sounds annoying.

The toilet clogs with anything. Even liquids.

Remember the girl dreaming of ascending a staircase and then jumping?

Local pervert. All neighborhoods have one. This just happens to be quite proactive at rummaging through trash. And if you think "Hey! My neighborhood doesn't have a local pervert!" odds are either you are lucky and never met the local pervert, or you are the local pervert.