Alright. You know the Dark Hour doesn't exist here. I don't know much-- I haven't spoken to a lot of people. But I heard about something. Strange things happen once a month, like back at home. I don't know if the moon has anything to do with it, but I listened to a few people talk about the moon disappearing once.

[he pauses, letting that sink in, then continues:] Oh, and it seems like death really exists here. As a being. It's a big dog called Black Shuck.

[he went way back in his locket to get a grasp on what happens in the drabwurld. he's pretty dead-set on finding out everything about this place.]

What've you two got?