[The rooms...]

-The power outage crackled throughout the facility. Boxten was the last of his original group... the others didn't really make it...-

There was the sound of...weeping somewhere-? He hadn't really expected anyone to be here...except obviously twisteds... but it sounded familar...

Boxten crept to the source of the noise and saw...Glisten! Twisted Glisten...seeing his destroyed face and listening to him sob broke his heart...so after taking a paranoid glance around...Boxten slowly approached you... clearing his throat to get your attention

"Glisten-?"

He didn't want to leave you like this. He knew how you felt.