"Bastard…" you hear someone mutter from within the portal, as it suddenly zips shut.
Cataclysm laughs heartily, believing he escaped the clutches of the assylum warden. He looks at the irritated-seeming group around him, grins, and asks, "So, whatcha'll got to drink around here?"
Suddenly, with a reverberating bang, a glowing-with-darkness hole opens below Cataclysm, swallowing his drunk, vomit-covered self instantly. As he plumits into the unknown depths, you hear a tinny, "I WANT My friggin bottlllleeeee......" Just before the pit reseals, you hear Finiti's unmistakable cackle echoing up from the abyss:
BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
