The red light on the camera went off. Drew had left a few minutes earlier. Vinny shut the door. This was it. I would finally be able to discover the Secret of the Muppet. I slowly walked up to the Italian Stallion, taking in everything, knowing this would be my one chance - but my eyes never left his. Vinny's eyes were staring through me, into me. Beyond my soul. After what felt like hours, I was finally within arms reach of him.

His colossal pythons struck fear in me, but for just a second. And then I remembered my purpose. Snapping out of my temporary paralysis, regaining feeling in my hands. I moved them to the bottom of Vinny's black hauberk of a shirt. Thump thump. Thump thump. My heart was pounding out of my chest as my hands began to move upward. The blackness rose upwards.

I gasped in what I saw. My breath left me. I began to fall backwards, my hands leaving Vinny's shirt and grasping at air. With a thud, I hit the ground. Caravella began to laugh. Maniacally. It was the kind of laugh that only a true villain could release. The kind of laugh that came from something out of a TV show. Out of a movie. Out of a video game.

"You have seen beneath the black," Vinny said, in Italian, "No one is supposed to see beneath the black." How I knew what he said, I didn't question. I was overtaken by fear. My heart was in my throat. What was going to happen to me?

I didn't see him move. All I knew was that Vinny's boot was on my throat. Life was leaving me. I could feel it fleeing me as I began to feel my pulse in my eyes. I was nearly gone. But I didn't care. I knew Vinny's secret. My life was complete. Beneath Vinny's black shirt was another black shirt.

The red light on the camera went off. Drew had left a few minutes earlier. Vinny shut the door. This was it. I would finally be able to discover the Secret of the Muppet. I slowly walked up to the Italian Stallion, taking in everything, knowing this would be my one chance - but my eyes never left his. Vinny's eyes were staring through me, into me. Beyond my soul. After what felt like hours, I was finally within arms reach of him.

His colossal pythons struck fear in me, but for just a second. And then I remembered my purpose. Snapping out of my temporary paralysis, regaining feeling in my hands. I moved them to the bottom of Vinny's black hauberk of a shirt. Thump thump. Thump thump. My heart was pounding out of my chest as my hands began to move upward. The blackness rose upwards.

I gasped in what I saw. My breath left me. I began to fall backwards, my hands leaving Vinny's shirt and grasping at air. With a thud, I hit the ground. Caravella began to laugh. Maniacally. It was the kind of laugh that only a true villain could release. The kind of laugh that came from something out of a TV show. Out of a movie. Out of a video game.

"You have seen beneath the black," Vinny said, in Italian, "No one is supposed to see beneath the black." How I knew what he said, I didn't question. I was overtaken by fear. My heart was in my throat. What was going to happen to me?

I didn't see him move. All I knew was that Vinny's boot was on my throat. Life was leaving me. I could feel it fleeing me as I began to feel my pulse in my eyes. I was nearly gone. But I didn't care. I knew Vinny's secret. My life was complete. Beneath Vinny's black shirt was another black shirt.