Blook: "One dark night... In a cabin in the woods, there was an Inkling living there. One named Skye. She heard a branch snap."
*Cut to the story*
Skye: "What was that sound?"
*A whisper is heard*
Whisper: "Hey Skye..."
Whisper: He's coming....
Derrick: Oh no, are these the signs of the-
Felicia: Shhh! Don't spoil it!
Derrick: Oh, sorry. I get really panicky from horror stories.