Phoenix Maplewood we'll ride the coattails to the finish line

Reek's head was simply spinning. His trip to the coast had set in motion a downward spiral of unlinked events that only served to add to Reek's growing misery. First, the death of his best-friend weighed heavy on his heart. Second, the incident involving Scarlett and the cougar served to play into Reek's paranoia. Third, his wife had yet to return for God knows where. And fourth... the mystery illness that burnt poor Pantleimon to his premature death was beginning to take root in Reek.

How could he have been so foolish? Having just recovered from the flu, his immune system wasn't ready to combat any foreign threat. He should have turned tail and ran as soon as he heard his friend's ragged coughs; but no, he stayed and watched him slowly succumb. Reek feared he would share the same fate. Alone, without his wife beside him.

For the first time in ages, Reek wept. A blended cocktail of fear, despair, and grief hit him all at once. But, the heaving soon passed and Reek slowly limped though the Maplewood in search of some sort of companionship. It wasn't long before he found Ukko reburying one of his caches.

"Got any more of that?" he mumbled. "I really need to eat my feelingths right now."