You, Rodger, and a few other Toons were in the elevator, on your way to the floors below to fix as many machines as you could. You weren't completely sure why you had to do this, but it's what Dandy wanted, so you wouldn't want to question your leader and friend. You felt a bit anxious having to roam around the building while dangerous Twisteds were lurking... especially since they looked like your friends. But Rodger seemed somewhat more composed than everyone else, atleast.