Grim comes back
Grim: I'm baaaackk! And I brought a friend-
He's dragging August behind him, red strings wrapped around his wrists and neck like he's some sort of puppet. He struggles against Grim
August: LET GO OF ME!
Grim: Hm...no, I don't think we're doing that today.
He flicks his wrist and the fireplace poker flies out of Kat's hand and lodges itself into the wall
Grim: Now...I think you'll behave...if you want the angel to stay in one piece.
He yanks August foward, choking him with the strings. August clutches his throat
August: A-AHH!