Rick couldn't hear the approaching padded footsteps over the music, but he did see the shadow fall over him. Towering above him was his dog Dragon. Dragon did not recognize Rick however. The last thing Rick saw was Dragon's jaws lowering around him. In one bite, Dragon swalloed Rick whole. Brendon was momentarily distracted by what sounded like a distant scream. He turned down the music.
"Rick?"
No answer. Brendon looked into the basement to see what had happened. Brendon didn't notice Dragon coughing up Rick's watch, the last thing he was wearing. What Brendon did notice was that his stepdad was not in the basement. Or at least he didn't think so, the whole house was becoming filled with pink mist. Brendon steped back after inhaling some of it. As he bent over to cough, he heard Dragon's barking getting weak. It sounded like he was leaving the room.
"Dragon, what is it boy?"
The barking became fainter still. It was at this time that Brendon noticed his clothes were more baggy than usual.