Somewhere across the blockey landscape, a star is coursing across the heavens. It's bright, it's visible, and it's growing closer. Something black and winged is pursuing the star. It's hard to miss this visible spectacle! It may be near the end of the day, when most Kreons head home to be with their families, but Grapple is still hard at work. He pulls an tugs, a pile of bricks in his two mismatched hands and a few longer pieces trailing behind him. For some reason, all the parts are bright pink. And covered in flowers and heart decals. Because it's headed right for where Grapple is! WHAM! "AAAH!"