The group slowly made their way further into the cold dark night. The moors were even stronger today, a bright full moon lighting up a reddened night sky swarming with clouds. Other coursers looked up in fright, others dashing to escape the layer. A strange static sound could be heard, buzzing in the ears of the stallions as they trotted onwards. 

"Do you hear that, Ghost?"

Ghost nodded to his friend, even Poppy and Wayne seemed uncomfortable by all of this.. Wayne especially seemed as if he would take flight and abandon ship at any moment, and he was as loyal as they came.. 

"Aye Des, stay on yer toes.. don't like how quiet it is besides that awful buzzin-"

Moritz trailed behind them, looking around as well. He did not like the look of this at all.. should he call it a day? Get his ass out of here while he still has one? The monsters had seemingly all disappeared, and it was so eerily quiet.. 

"Lads, I think-"

Moritz was cut off however, as a sudden large pack of slimes gathered by their hooves. Sure, they weren't difficult to defeat however they usually came alone.. not in a swarm as big as this. The three yelped and Moritz immediately started running off. He felt bad for leaving the two, but.. well.. that's showbiz for ya. 

Desmond and Ghost yelled after him, but were soon surrounded by the slimes.. oddly enough however, they weren't attacking?