"That would be the bad part," Lennon said ruefully of being dragged away by some monster, actual flesh and blood or not. None of them remembered what happened after, not getting the red stripe or anything else. Maybe that was for the best? He had no idea unless or until he got dragged away himself.
When Marco asked him for help taking everything out of the stall, he said, "Yeah, of course." He put his pants and shirt aside and got started grabbing things. "Oh... there is a person," he said. "Edwin sent a message about the stuff and he said there was somebody new. Seems like there's not a lot of noobs anymore."