Klepto midget dolls.
[With this announcement, Leon holds up
a creepy, lifeless doll. If you look closely enough, it has a hole in it where it was pinned to the ground by a thrown knife. He looks more tired than usual, but for once sleeping in a state as if expecting to be attacked has worked in his favor.]
Just when this place starts to get too normal. The little things are damn fast, too. Chased it for ages, but didn't get my lighter back.
[He does not elaborate on this, despite the fact that no one will ever have seen him smoke, nor does he smell like a smoker.]
Best plan at this point is looking like we go into the mist with a net or something, hopefully get all out shit back. Anyone in?