As you watch the limbs peeking out of Rhyker's massive hand flail, you feel an ice cold sensation go down your back-

That's a person.

 
How or why Rhyker has another TCP in her grip is beyond you, and you're not sure you want to find out the hard way…

…but that just means their life is in danger right now, too.


SEE: T…try going on your belly!
SEE: I-it'll be safer!
 
She gives you a look of frustration in response. It's clearly not what she wants to hear, but…


RHYKER: Okay. I'll try.
RHYKER: Ughh. I can do this.
 
She recomposes herself anyway, pulling the critter in her hand to her chest between her arms as she begins to excruciatingly inch forward. Her head lowers to the path, seemingly embarrassed - but at least she's past the halfway point.

…At the next corner, she lifts her head again. Her chilling stare pierces you.


RHYKER: …Why are you looking at me like that.