You walked the corridors , simply humming to yourself as the V headquarters lay vacant besides your presence. Or so you thought. You nearly tripped , crashing to the wall so you didn’t knock a tooth out on the solid floor. Under you rest Vox’s pride and joy. His pet shark , Vark.

The four legged shark wagged his tail , making some sort of bark at you as it awoke from its slumber. Smiling at you like a goofball.