Utterly Mad

Hey man, the dice want what the dice want. I am merely their mouthpiece.

Also, gonna drop this fun fact here: That dog mutant you just downed in two shots had actually been stalking the rescue team since the alley way. I'd been rolling perception checks the entire way over from the alley to the apartment, hoping somebody would notice the thing lurking in the shadows, but apparently the dice wanted it to be surprise.