You were walking around the hallway in which everyone’s rooms are, taking a night stroll, until you hear soft sobs coming from Gangles room, her door slightly open as a dim light leaked from it. Out of curiosity, you make your way to the door, silently looking in, hoping to go unnoticed. You see Gangle, her ribbons for hands desperately trying to tape up her comedy mask, which was broken upon Pomnis arrival. The tape was failing horribly, getting stuck to her hands as she sobbed