Our caribou friends have seen the great beasts fleeing, the last food rot, and, even The Nameless Ones have been sighted, it is said. Now in a fit of nostalgia this black-clad adult (whose name we so far don´t know!) remembers that once, there used to be more children…What could possibly be sadder..?
Has the moment finally come for someone to take action? Will this prove to be the last drop, that will cause a group of adults to rise to the challenge? Or maybe not..?