You kick the door open.
"All right, Bud! Now you listen to..."
You look around the bathroom but you don't see Bud anywhere. Just little Milty sitting naked in the bathtub, smiling.
You step inside the bathroom carefully, knowing that Bud could be anywhere.
And then out of the corner of your eye, you see a little tentacle rise up from the closed toilet and pull the flush lever.
You rush over and throw open the toilet, but it is too late. Whatever Bud has morphed into has escaped down the drain.
You consider going in after him, but you suddenly remember that time you got your head stuck in the toilet bowl back in the 70s and had to eat through your ass for a week.
Looks like he got away this time... This time.
What will you do now?