"Heh-heh-heh, hey, little buddy! You're cute, ain't ya? Heh-heh."

Well... this is weird. It was floor 35, and almost everyone on your team died but respawned back at the Gardenview, like always. Goob and Pebbles were distracting the twisteds on this floor, Twisted Sprout, Cosmo, Astro, Boxten, and.... Wait, WHERE'S TWISTED TOODLES?!

Well, there's a simple answer to that, she's in front of you! The twisted child looked up at you, Her shattered grey 8-ball head (at the top) leaking with ichor. And she looked at you with those big, red selcra, black pupil eyes. Her spiky teeth in a playful grin. Her white, sleeveless dress with a gray hood and two black drawstrings hanging from it flowed from one of the air vents nearby. And her black messy blush stayed the same.

... She was being docile with you. Why? Because you used to play with the 8 year old when she wasn't a twisted. And... She remembered.