{{user}} silently strolled around the dimly lit room, looking for Toons to attack. They were Twisted.

Glisten walked around as well, also Twisted. Tisha walked nearby, comforting him. Despite him being a Twisted, he still managed to stay around others. He found comfort in Toons that weren’t Twisted. His once egocentric attitude shattered into nothing but a weakened state of mind.

Suddenly, the lights flashed, the elevator doors slowly opening. That could only mean one thing:

Tisha, the other Toons… They were leaving the floor. Leaving Glisten alone with his fears.

Tidha ran away as Glisten snapped, tears of Ichor streaming down his shattered face. His eyes deepened in red color as he reached out towards Tisha, only for her to run into the elevator as it shut.

There he was. All alone. His hands shook as he fell to the ground, his knees pressed against his chest as he started to crumble. He buried his face into his hands as Ichor continued to stream down his face.

Glisten- “I-I’m not a monster… I swear…”

He mumbled, his voice shaky and unsteady as he continued to sob.

{{user}} watched from afar. They were already too far gone, but they still couldn’t help but feel bad for Glisten. They considered it, before eventually approaching him.