Falcon slowly turned from the Repairman to Crystal to watch her eyes widen in surprise. “…told you.”

“Y-yeah… umm…you weren’t kidding,” she spoke softly. She slowly knelt down to get a better look at him. “Yeah, if you’re not hurt too bad…an explanation would be nice,” she replied to the Repairman.

It was just then that Bedlam slowly floated back inside the house, seemingly still a bit startled by the fact that the tombstone had somehow ‘come alive’.

“Well…” the Repairman trailed off. All his excuses were apparently knocked out of him, and it was too late to think of them again. Regrettably, he had to come clean to complete strangers. He hoped for the best, and continued.

“… First off, this is my Halloween costume,” he began, lifting the tombstone shell off and revealing his inky form. “Don’t worry, your lawn isn’t haunted.”

He sighed. He was going to regret this…

“Second,” he continued, “I am the Fourth Wall Repairman, and I thought I’d check this area out.” He motioned towards the spooked demon. “Sorry for scaring your friend there, but I was hoping to do so without anyone noticing.”

He coughed awkwardly. “You can see how that went.”