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Ep 108. Initiation

8/21/26

Sugarcube stands in front of the front door to the apartment. The Host is cast over the door as well as Sugarcube like a long dark shadow. The door opens slowly. Text says creak. Host says, Let's begin. Sugarcube looks unsettled.
Sugarcube exits the front door while asking Host, What am I supposed to do? Host raises a hand to his face, pondering while saying, An object's first challenge. This is a special occasion! He says, Let's start simple. Sugarcube asks, Simple? Host says, First, meet me downstairs in the lobby of this apartment building.
Sugarcube asks, All the way downstairs? But, it's, my dads said. Host cuts her off by exclaiming, It's a test of might! Sugarcube says, But. I don't, um, I don't really do tests like that. Host says, Not having arms has never stopped an object from trying. In small text he adds on, Usually. He continues, saying, But the challenge doesn't even start until you're down there.
The Host projects himself across the floor in front of the stairway, pointing to the dark corridor. It says, I'll see you downstairs, camper! Sugarcube groans nervously as Host slithers away. Text says snake snake. Sugarcube begins walking towards the stairwell. Text says step step. She thinks to herself, What would mom do if she ran into a scary object?
She thinks to herself, Mom, are you thinking about me too? A red projection of her mother stands by her side. Meanwhile, somewhere far away, someone is typing at a keyboard. They are wearing a heavy coat and rubber gloves. Text describes the sound of typing. The person is revealed to be Maple Syrup, who is staring at a large computer screen. Stretched text over the screen reads, calling.
Pushpin appears in a video call, staring at the camera with a rabbit costume on. She has bags under her eyes. In the next panel she asks flatly, What the fuck do you want? Back in the apartment building, Sugarcube thinks, Well. I'm not sure if these really are my parents!
Sugarcube stands in the stairwell as the art style begins to change to look more painterly, traditional, and amateur. The clicking of a parasite rings through the corridor as Sugarcube freezes up. It chitters, approaching from the dark corner. The large form of an indistinct assimilated object limbers towards Sugarcube while howling.
Sugarcube jumps up, yelping. She turns towards the stairs, but they begin to warp and twist. The assimilated object looms over her, muttering nonsense. Finally, it forms a word. Pupa. Sugarcube stares up at it in horror.
Sugarcube thinks to herself, What will happen if it touches me? Will it hurt? She looks into its eyes. If I fail my trial, I'll be stuck alone with you. She makes a break for the stairs, thinking, I don't want to be stuck here with you!
She trips on the stairs. Text says trip. A short compilation follows where Sugarcube falls down the stairs, injuring herself. Part of her object breaks off in a large chunk, and she loses her clothes.
The warped stairs lead downwards towards Sugarcube, who lays on her back in shock. Pieces of her are scattered around on the floor.
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