"It sat quietly while lively chatter and laughter filled the restaurant, the half-filled glass of Soda Punch Green reflecting its blank slate of a face. Constantly, Zach's words replayed in its mind; "Whatever that thing was you best bet its coming back," gashing the sentence in a slew of worry as its invisible eyes grew more exhausted...All it had to do was wonder how long until whoever, no...whatever that was trying to get him would come back" tidbit from a story
