Onion-chan crept upstairs, past all of the creepy drawings of him and the leaf on the walls, past the leaves stapled to the stained furniture, past the life-like dolls and wax sculptures chained to various trees.
"WTF is his obsession with leaves?" Onion wondered.
As he stood still in the living room, pondering his purpose on this earth, he heard a scuttling in the shadows.
"owo, what's this?" It was the leaf."you appear to have esssssssscaped."
Greg heard the door lock behind him, only now realising how small this room really was. It was then that the onion saw another silhouette in the shadows, but didn't have time to recognise it...
It was about half an hour later when he woke up, blindfolded once again, and chained, face down on the sofa. The leafster was laughing in the corner, and this time, onion boy couldn't move, he had been paralysed. The laughing continued while what must have been the person behind the mysterious silhouette from before was getting undressed.
Just before Greg passed out from the trauma, he heard a familiar voice whisper softly in his ear;
"Let's get riggggghhhttt into the nudes"
