Nightmares... 'Markimash'

5

"Does he have a weakness of sorts?"

"Hmm.... Not that I'm aware of... The only reason we had won was because the seasons had chased it away..."

Adam sighed, reclining in his seat. They were all seated around the kitchen table now, as the couch had been destroyed earlier that day. Jordon had once again busied himself with cleaning up the mess in the living room after indulging in a cup of coffee, as they all knew that the cops couldn't get involved with their situation. It could very well mean the death of both of their friends if humans got involved.

"So, how do we defeat it?"

"The only way I can see that happening, is if we trap it inside something, kinda like what people do to demons in the movies. Without the seasons, it won't be s easily deterred from finishing us off."

"Like an amulet or something? But where would we get one? Most around here are fake, and a lot of people who claim to use magic are often crack addicts...."

Mark questioned, and both Ken and Adam shrugged, leaving them back at square one. Coming back in from taking out yet another bag of trash, Jordon walked straight into the kitchen, immediately noticing their disheartened faces.

'What now?"

"Eh, we have an idea on how to stop the creature, but no way of getting the materials we need..."

Ken explained, and Jordon thought for a second, before heading over to the computer in the office nearby. Curious, the others joined him, sensing that he was onto something. As they peered over his shoulder, Ken scoffed at what he had pulled up.

"Google? Really?"

"You got a better idea?"

Taking the following silence as an answer, Jordon turned back to the screen, almost eager to begin the search for the 'supplies' thy needed. As Adam and Ken discussed what they were looking for to him, the doorbell rung, so Mark went to answer it. Obviously no villain would do something as polite as ring the bell, so he knew that it would indeed be a friend. Opening the door, Mark was relieved to see Minx's face staring back, with Krism right behind.

"So... Is it true? Are they-?"

"Sadly.... We're working on a plan though."

Ushering the ladies inside, Mark swiftly looked out the door, making sure that they hadn't been followed, before securely locking it. Turning back to the others, it was obvious that they were both shocked and horrified at the scene that laid before them, and Mark sighed as he walked past them.

"It was worse before Jordon started cleaning..."

"I don't doubt it..."

"Hey guys! We may have found a place!"