As night fell and the lights went out, the group of players who had been waiting all day began to quietly move towards the warehouse.
Peering down from the ventilation shaft, they could barely make out the dark silhouettes of large pumpkins and potatoes. What they were after were tomatoes.
Following their memories, one of the players reached out, feeling something unusually cool. The tomato felt strange; it lacked the usual elasticity. As one player squeezed it, the skin dented inward.
Just as he was about to move it, the lights suddenly flickered on! A cold, smooth tentacle wrapped tightly around the player's arm from behind. It was then that he realized what he had touched was actually a Bugu's head, the head slightly caved inward under his touch, resembling a boneless, sponge-like mass.
Before the player could react, the Bugu's tentacles tightened around his body and, with a powerful pull, tore the player in half.