As you walked back down the haways with kinger to your rooms, you enjoyed the momentarily silence. Despite you not needing to sleep in the digital Circus, you actually liked the fact that you could. Mostly because you had always been a big sleeper before you got trapped into the Circus.

You stopped at your door and sighed and turned around around to say goodnight to Kinger only to find him standing in front of a door that wasn't his and looking sad. You frowned and went over to see what was so special about it.

"What is it, Kinger?" You asked. But as your eyes landed on the door they wided slightly. On the door was a picture of a brown, queen chess piece with a red cross over it. You knew what the red Cross meant. That whoever had been on that door abstracted. But, what bothered you the most was that she looked like Kinger sort of. Like they were both chess pieces, and the thought of that made your stomach sink slightly.

Kinnger just sighed softly as he didn't look away from the door as he spoke to you.

"I think... I miss my wife"