“No one went to the locker room. The entire team huddled together and went straight for the bus...maybe since the GREAT UNSEEN had not been in contact since before the I-House match there was the hope he had not seen this one either. As they climbed onto the rickity transport Taller yelped in pain and looked down. Sure enough one of his hooves was starting to mutate into a Claw!
"He is Here!" he cried...no one mutates without the involvement of the GREAT UNSEEN. Cries and whimpers swooped thru the bus as all horns turned downwards, Chaos Warriors turned their helmets backwards to protect their eyes and Lions even stopped humming. The swirl of mist that swelled in the place the driver should have been simply pulsed with displeasure. Nothing was said...nothing had to be said. The bus lurched into motion and rolled into the blackness of the night.

This was NOT going to be a comfortable ride.”