The employee[player] you've been hunting down for about three weeks has finally been killed. And for good. You watch as blood spills out of their chest with a sadistic version of your permanent smile on your face. They try speaking, but all that's heard are gurgles and mumbles as their blood fills their lungs. They soon fall limp. Dead. That's when you hear the hissing of gas. Red smoke fills the room, but it doesn't affect you. You turn around to face the reason behind the gas, an all too familiar purple cat.

"I see you've already gotten to them before I could...?" Catnap assumes, his voice more calm than usual. It's unsettling.