Just moments ago, after Brit and Kiwo disappeared, Vale was the only one left standing at the chaotic scene. Realizing there was no one else to rely on, Vale threw all caution aside and prepared to confront the orange monster head-on. Yet during the clash, some bizarre and unseen force from the creature struck him, an effect that twisted his senses and sent him spiraling into uncontrollable laughter. He roared and laughed like a madman, unable to stop, his body trembling with manic energy.
Meanwhile, the Plague Doctor, ignoring the Old Man locked in combat and the other entities rampaging nearby, rushed straight toward Vale, who was now trapped with the orange creatures.
But just as the doctor was about to reach him, the orange monster suddenly performed an act that shocked Everyone. It ran. Yes, it ran away, and it carried Vale with it!
The creature's colossal body looked like a grotesque slug, yet instead of moving sluggishly, it darted forward with surprising agility. It wrapped around Vale, turned in a flash, and fled from the other beings. Even while burdened by its captive, its speed never faltered, still far faster than the Plague Doctor could ever hope to chase.
This sudden turn of events left countless viewers completely stunned. No one had expected this outcome. Everyone had assumed the orange monster was dangerous, that the surrounding Vale would surely lead to his doom. But aside from driving him into wild, hysterical laughter, it displayed no aggression at all. Throughout the entire encounter, it didn't even emit a hint of hostility. To those watching, the scene was utterly surreal, something that seemed to break the logic of reality itself.
As the orange monster fled with Vale, a long, hollow howl echoed behind them, the unmistakable cry of the Shy Gut.
The Plague Doctor, realizing his target was gone, flew into a rage. His calm, low voice thundered through the air as he shouted at the retreating figures: "The plague must be cured! You fools have no idea how terrible it is!!"
But his fury meant nothing. No matter how loudly he yelled, there was no turning back. The orange monster carried Vale farther and farther away.
Through the whirlwind rushing around him, Vale caught glimpses of the battlefield receding, the Plague Doctor still screaming in madness, the Old Man and the Shy Guy locked in a violent, endless struggle.
And beyond them, something far worse. A zombie was devouring flesh. It was a zombie version of RT, and what it consumed was the remains of Plumbella.
Though the zombie RT was frail compared to the other entities, its method of feeding was horrifying beyond description. Even catching the briefest glimpse made Vale's stomach churn; he nearly vomited from the sight alone.
Thankfully, the orange monster's speed pulled them away quickly, and that dreadful image vanished as it turned a corner. By sheer luck, Vale only saw the Shy Guy's back; he hadn't glimpsed its face, which meant he hadn't triggered its deadly hostility mechanism. For now, at least, he was safe from pursuit.
But even with the danger behind him, Vale's situation remained dire. He was completely engulfed by the orange monster, utterly uncertain of where it was taking him. And the strange effect that had gripped him still persisted; his mind remained clouded in uncontrollable laughter. He kept howling until his lungs burned, his vision spinning until he could no longer tell north from south, east from west.
"Stop... hahaha... it's really... hahaha..."