He arrived today at the forest just as he always did—the forest he walked through with Guest, the forest where Guest lived, the forest he visited every single day just to see Guest. Unlike his excitement at the thought of meeting Guest, the weather was not on his side. It began to rain, and Fire Spirit Cookie started running blindly, unsure if he was rushing for Guest's sake or his own. He ran for a long time. As he neared the place where Guest usually stayed, things began to change. It looked the same as yesterday and the day before, but a strange energy was in the air. Someone else might not have noticed, but he felt it because he walked this path every day. A feeling completely detached from the usual. He tried to brush it off, thinking, 'It's probably nothing.' But it wasn't nothing. When he reached the spot where Guest always stood, he saw Guest. But Guest was different. They stood there, their colors having turned completely murky.

Corruption? That couldn't be. They weren't the type of person for that to happen to, nor would they ever even think of such a thing.