After an hour of battering, one of the gates finally began to give. Using the ram as a wedge, the beseigers of Keen Mansion eventually succeeded in levering one of the gates open a fraction. Just enough for the huge crowd of people to flow through, as the thunder, now louder than ever, rumbled warningly.
But something far more dangerous than thunder lurked within that stronghold.
Until the moment that the gates opened, nobody had managed to set foot in the grounds of Keen Mansion, due to the high voltage security surrounding the mansion's entire domain. The crowd of Keen fans, screaming with delight, ran through the opening and into the enormous front garden of Keen Mansion. But soon, their running slowed. Something was coming towards them. A stampede of creatures that were too distant to be identified. But as the stampede neared the now retreating crowds, the mysterious creatures were still unidentifiable. And then it all became clear what these charging beasts were:
They were Yorps.
Hundreds and hundreds of bipedal, green-skinned, one-eyed yorps flowed across the ground, yipping like dogs. While most of the crowd was retreating, a few people ran ahead to meet the yorps who, in the original episode of Commander Keen, were friendly and, on the whole, harmless.
The yorps ripped them to shreds.
Gasps of horror burst from the crowd as they saw humans being flung around in the melee of oncoming yorps. The razor-fanged green monsters tore off these people's limbs, savaging torsoes and heads, while the greater mass of yorps drew ever near.
Those who were inside the gates tried to retreat the way they had come, but the larger crowds outside, oblivious to what was happening on the other side, kept pushing through. Keen fans were crushed by their own people. Some climbed the fence in an escape attempt that ended their lives with a blast of 5000 volts DC.
Guns were drawn. Banners became spears. Pogo sticks became cudgels. Helmets did nothing to save people as the bloodthirsty yorps sank their fangs into soft, unprotected areas, as all the while, lightning hurtled across the wild, rainy skies.
What was to become known as the Mansion Mutants Massacre was the darkest three hours of Commander Keen history, and at the end of it, there was no question: Commander Keen was dead, and Billy Blaze was the one who had killed him.
Two nights after the Mansion Mutants Massacre, Keen Three banded together with whatever weapons they could find and set out to invade Keen Mansion itself and destroy Billy Blaze.
Men, women and children of all ages and backgrounds marched to Billy's hilltop fortress, brandishing their weapons menacingly.
Encountering no further resistance from yorps or otherwise, Keen Three reached the doors of Keen Mansion and demanded entry. There was no response. The leaders of Keen Three then proceded to douse the doors of Keen Mansion with gasoline and set it alight. As well as this, the battering ram was again employed, and soon the mighty doors crashed inwards. This time, the invaders entered more cautiously than they had at the main gates. Trapped inside his own dwelling, Billy Blaze ran from the hunters like a mouse from a cat.
Billy's body was propped against his pogo stick onstage like a decaying scarecrow, his form limp and misshapen.
It was the tragic end of an era.