Your debate on the relative nature of sentience is halted as the subjects in question make their appearance. Connor recognizes them as all three disappearance cases from his street. One- Sal- shuffles like a zombie, but squashing and stretching like an early cartoon character. One moves like a daddy longlegs, his spindly arms and legs extending ten feet away from a compacted head and torso. The third pours out of an open window like a flood of flesh, eyes, hair and teeth all buried somewhere in her mass.

[MODERATION: Here's the initiative order for this encounter:

1. Starfire
2. Longlegs
3. Connor
4. Steph
5. Fleshflood
6. Toon Zombie]