# '''Ascension: The Pack:''' I never leave my house during the day. The people walk the roads then, and I cannot bear to see their disgusting forms.

# '''Ascension: The Pack:''' I have begun to stockpile food and weapons. I can go days without leaving this place. My home. My territory.

# '''Ascension: The Pack:''' I have a pack of lowly dogs that I have beaten into submission. They would follow me to their deaths, and they will follow me unto my ascension.

# '''Ending''': I ascended into the dream-world, leaving my old body behind. My new form was a canine of some sort, and I ran rampant through the metal city of the lowly humans. They eventually drove me out, but I went beyond the wall, searching for my new pack. And when I found them, we ran through the Wood in celebration, hunting whatever came across our path. We will never die, for we are many.