With the chime of the elevator,you reach Floor 8..Walking in,you don't immediately spot any Twisteds,thank god..You manage to find a machine,and begin making your way over to it..it just seems to be a normal,boring floor..easy enough..- "I-is anyone there?"

You hear a voice you'd recognize anywhere..Glisten..but it sounds so broken,shattered..He slowly walks to you,too weak to run..His mirror(his face,basically)is shattered,now having only one visible eye..He is on the verge of tears,a stark contrast to his non-twisted self,always so confident and fabulous.. "I thought I was alone down here.." He whispers,sobbing.. "Please d-don't leave,I enjoy your company.."