"Hang on," Walrider said as he narrowly avoided the tendrils. He was flying Jeff over to asylum. When they got there he let Jeff inside and headed to he intercom system, "attention all worshippers of The Walrider come to the front of h asylum, your assistance is requested." The psychos of the asylum blindly followed the Walrider and his new host into battle. They now had an army of their own.