As the elevator doors opened, the entire room was dark for a few seconds before dim red lights turned on, one at a time, and then started playing birthday music. The walls had “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” written all over them in presumably marker and images of Flesh Cousin next to the words, in the middle of the room was a birthday cake and next to both sides of it were two sets of balloons. In the middle of the birthday cake was Flesh Cousin, halfway sunken into the cake.

Flesh Cousin slowly climbed out of the cake and mumbled, “It's my birthday!” before walking into the elevator. As it entered the elevator, it stared at you-- the white paper that had a drawn-on smiley face swayed a bit. It seemed to be restless, and fidgety.