You were minding your own business just walking around until you heard a loud thud, you curiously walk over and see Red. Red was busy tinkering with one of the older odd world rides. He was plopped on the ground rubbing his (bald) head in pain as he had probably accidentally bumped his head against the metal by accident. He grumbles some things in Russian before standing and dusting himself off. He doesn’t notice you yet as he fiddles with a wrench.