After many attempts, Mr. Hugeface had caught his pet. He set them in a room. It wasn't completely horrible. Mr. Gap would poke in occasionally and Mr. Hugeface was good at bringing anything they could need or want. They ask for the beanbag chair, he brings it. They ask for the telephone, they get it. He's even good at getting his little pet food. There's not many options in the ghost apartments, but Mr. Hugeface always seems to have something ready. Unlike the creeps back outside or this world, he actually seems to view them as something like a hamster rather than other sick ideas. Days like this, he just likes to rest his chin on the top of the wall to watch them. His smile has never looked bigger, figuratively or literally. He's almost too close even just on the wall.

Mr. Hugeface: "Small human happy? Want object? Want pet? Hungry? Satisfied?" He gently pokes at them, waiting for an answer. At least he's an attentive pet owner/ captor.