That clanking noise you can hear is RF unchaining a leather-winged dæmon of the night which will tear itself, shrieking blood and fury, from the endless caverns of the nether world, hurl itself into the darkness with a thirst for blood on its slavering fangs and search the very threads of time for the throbbing of your heart, which it will rip out and eat while you stare into its blood-streaked eyes and scream hopelessly with your final breath.