He holds up a hand, wiggles his fingers indicatively. "Five. Yours. After that, well, how should I say this? Something happens. Hell if I know what. It's bad, whatever it is."

He smirks mirthlessly, leans back in his seat.

"We get these little happenings every now and again. Sometimes it's a party with free food. Sometimes it's a monster in the woods. We just never know."