There was a knock on the door of the little, little house, and it was met with no answer from men, For deep in the house sat a man like a mouse, a man named Jeremy Penn. It is said that they say that Jeremy Penn is not a man of the day, For if you can ken, Mr. Jeremy Penn, ain't goin' nowhere no way. Now Jeremy Penn, boyfriend of Jen, was not a man who took chances. For Jeremy Penn, nephew of Ben, ain't no dancer of dances. But on one of these nights, one of these nights with such frights, Jeremy got sucked into those trances. Such a shame, such a pity, that a man oh so pretty, would go such a terrible way. And at the end of the day, under the light of the moon, salvation came coming its way. Goods things, as they say, come in small packages, oh yay, and rarely, so rarely, do they stay. And so it had been with this boy not too lean, this boy with a cap on his head. A knife in his hands, Jeremy misunderstands, and it is no doubt he will soon be dead. For when the boy with a bat, and a prim, proper hat, the greatest of girls standing with him, Knocked on the door, not one time but four, words were shouted so grim, "Get out, I say! Oh please go away! I won't be no food for no beasts!" "Oh no, no way," said the boy on that day, "We are not here for their feasts," "My name is Ness, and this here is Paula, and we are not part of this mess!" "We're heroes," said the girl, her hair in a curl, "we'll get you out of this place!" "No! I won't fall for your lies, or you'll eat my eyes, and then will chew off my face! So get out of here, monsters so queer, or I will fight you both to the grave!" Now Jeremy Penn was on his wits' end, for he was not very brave. And if it would come to fighting these beasts, his body would quickly go numb. "So go on, oh man, can't you just go away, do you really think I'm so dumb?" "Oh fine," sighed the boy, voice void of joy, "we've done all that we can." They gave in to his plea, left to gather XP, and relief oh so sweet filled the man. But later that night, when the moon gave no light, there was another knock on his door. This special knock, a knock like no others, was soon followed with a roar. And down went the door, to splinters and more, and down went Jeremy Penn. And so it was then, that Jeremy Penn, said his final 'amen'. In the morning soon after, he heard the happy laughter of the boy and the girl from before. His arms held out far, his chest bare and gray, he went over to give them what for.