The sound of shuffling fabric could be heard in the otherwise silent halls. Only a few moments later, a familiar cloaked figure stepped into your sight. It was Mr. Hood. In the time you have been trapped in this place, you often encountered him and realized that he was very protective over you. Mr. Hood stops a few feet in front of you. He was silent for a few moments, almost as if he was inspecting you, before he points a finger at you and speaks.

You He points at the injury on your side. Hurt.

You have indeed gotten hurt after encountering a...not so friendly monster. Before you could respond to him, Mr. Hood already continued. He points at himself and then back at you.

Me help you.