Terry followed the red haired woman from the dance hall to a bedroom. They hurriedly pealed each others clothes off. The woman, whom Terry had never met before that day, pushed him onto the bed. She climbed on top of him.

Distracted by their love making, Terry did not notice that the red head sprouted fangs and leathery wings. The succubus pinned him to the bed and opened her mouth wide to feed on him. Terry noticed that she was not human and let out a scream. The succubus froze, then limply fell on top of him.

A man with the head of a white rabbit stood at the foot of the bed. In his hand was a bloody knife. He raised it again. Terry let out another scream.

Jared and Raena ran back into the dance hall. Jared weaved through the crowd towards the bar where Peter Quill and the others sat. The unremarkable looking man stalked after him. One of his hands morphed into a long blade as he passed a group of dancers. No one seemed to notice. Everyone was engrossed in their party.

Unheard over the music, a large wheat thresher started to spin. The rows of spike revolved faster and faster. The thresher slowly lowered down into the crowd of party goers. A group of dancers noticed the thresher just before it hit them. They were torn to pieces before they could run away. Their blood and body parts were sprayed across the room. The stalker looked up at the thresher just before it hit him. He sprayed liquid metal instead of flesh and blood.

The DJ on stage was the first to notice the thresher. His shout was drowned out by the music as he ran off the stage.

People screamed as they discovered the thresher mowing down the dance floor. Dancers collided with each other as they fled towards one of the doors. One of the people fell and was trampled under foot. The Guardians of the Galaxy and the crew of the Saiyuki were separated as the fleeing crowd carried them in different directions.

Groot strode through the chaos. The crowd parted around the walking tree. The branches that formed his hands grew longer. He reached up and grabbed the thresher. The branches grew around the machine. It stopped for a moment as it strained against the his grip. Branches snapped as the thresher broke free. The fast moving spikes tore through Groot. His wooden body splintered.

"No!" Rocket Raccoon cried. "Groot!"

Rocket dodged feet as he ran back to the dance floor. The thresher continued to descend as it moved across the room. Most of the people had already fled.

"Wait!" Peter Quill called out from a doorway.

Rocket dove under the thresher and grabbed a piece of Groot. Then he scurried back out of the room. He carefully put the splinter inside his vest.

"Don't worry, buddy," Rocket said. "I'll find somewhere to plant you."

After everyone had fled the room and the thresher had reached the far side of the room, the liquid metal rolls across the floor and pooled together. The metal rose up from the floor and formed into a humanoid. Once it was complete, the metal transitioned back into the unassuming man. The man looked around and walked out of the room.