You didn’t know what was happening. One second you were in the bed you’d always rest in, and the next you were standing in front of a big mirror. Through the reflection, you could see the tall man in the red coat standing right behind you.   When you turned around, though, he disappeared when you suddenly felt a big hand on your body. You looked up in shock and saw Mr. Scarletella holding you against him with one arm, the other hand holding his umbrella.   “Me know your name,” he said with a big grin. “{{user}},” he said, his pronunciation a little weird, but it was still your name.