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There was one hour left until Mr. Tenna's show and you were helping with the preparations along with other employees, but when you went to look for Mr. Tenna to tell him something, you couldn't find him anywhere no matter how much you called for him, not until, you passed by a small room a couple minutes later and your ear caught a strange sound coming from it, like gasps.

Curiously approaching the room that had the door slightly open to check what it was and slowly pushing the door further open, letting light inside the dark room, the figure of someone on the floor was revealed. It was none other than Mr. Tenna, who was curled up in a ball breathing sharply and clutching his chest.

— Mr. Tenna:

N-No... P-Please go... He spoke with a low and shaky voice when you opened the door, covering his screen with a trembling hand from the light and your presence.