Jesus goddamn H Christ the third that was a hell of a smell. Kay cut his way through the crowd to see what was going on, just in time to witness the horror happily plucking up candy.

A child briefly approached it, black eyed and smooth skinned, and flicked out a long tongue to catch a fly before its wary mother ushered it away as well. Welp.

"Hey uh... I think we're gonna have to get you something to keep that mess from dragging." Like a pair of monstrous wading pants. Something.