Manny Ziegler, or at least the thing that was once known as Manny Ziegler stepped out of the surrounding corn field and made his way through the yard toward the dead Professor Rhoades. The front of Manny’s once fine suit was covered in dried blood and he calmly gripped his lapels as he giggled from his multiple mouths. When the group looks at him, he placating held up his hands in a non threatening manner. In reaching Rhoades body, Manny dips his forefinger into the blown out portion of the professors skull and raises it to his lips giving a slurp as if tasting a fine vintage. Well done, boys. Truly well done. I can see you’ve taken care of your side of the bargain and I’ve… dealt with the townsfolk. That about wraps things up, I’d say. As you know… SHE… wants me to take you to her. But I could care less… I’m her only outlet now… And those who control the ins and outs is TRULY in control. Still… if you want to meet her, I can take you to her. That was also part of our agreement. Jimmy! So nice to see you again! Manny’s bulbous eye bounces and sways as he talks and occasionally a belch issues from one of his mouths.