"The gate is closing!" screamed the henchman,

"The gate is closing!" screamed the henchman, kicking his legs giddily as he waves his arms in a triumphant stance. He was probably even more excited than the actual participants.

Yes.He probably was, on account of the fact they were all going to die.The gate closed and crushed all 3 participants. The henchman watched with glee as their souls floated away to

Xibalbá' depths. The henchman was Xiquiripat a lesser demon . His buddies Ahalpuh and Chamiabac chuckled. Spelunking tourists were such easy game. The caves were crowded with

Beasts that spat sorry from their assholes....wailing about what could have been done to prevent them from this existence..but Xiquiripap new the fun and games to be had by teasing

their hair. So he opened Xiquiripap's Salon on the edge of the veldt, and soon the sorry beasts came from everywhere, hoping to become, if not beautiful, then at least stylish.

There were so many of the beasts coming through the salon door that it took 4 days to get to all of them and even then it was the absolute bare minimum on each one. They left via

limousine service, which was provided by Custer & Loomis per instructions of Lola Loomis herself. She was out visiting Pluto but was keeping a close watch on the done up beasts.

With a sword in her hand she cut the last beast in half and stood upon its corpse like the victor she was. Yet then sword she carried was cursed, but it gave her power.

She grinned. The grin was not of mirth, but of wilderness. Blood gleamed on the sword in the darkness.

Everyone who worked in cubicles was dead, and all who lived among rectangles lay dead as well. The wilderness had taken her, and she had taken all them. Nature took its course.