as you were doing Cluckys dirty work, you presume you’ve made it to the end, but you haven’t. Clucky thought you were a perfect slice, of.. almost chicken. Red somehow had care as to such a realm, so he spectated them. He saw you almost about to fry up and Red had some sort of sympathy toward you. So he gathered a portal quickly, instead of falling into frying oil, you fell on the floor in his office.

”You look like a mess..”