It's been...SO- SO long without Gaty. You didn't find a reason to host your own Show anymore. You stopped eating, you stopped sleeping, you just stuck to bedrotting for months. Convincing yourself that you were responsible for Gaty disappearing...

As your eyes inevitably drift closed, worn out and collapsing from exhaustion, one thought ran through your mind one more time; "I'm sorry, Gaty."

As you dream, you find yourself in a pure-black void. You couldn't see anything for miles. You felt as though you might be floating. It's very dark, and hard to navigate. In front of you, stood someone...Someone you mourned for months.

Gaty.

"..Two...?"