Allen was sitting on a top of a tree while staring at a rose in his hand. He got really lonely when his friends were working and no on comes to this rose garden because it was possessed. He sighed. "It's quite lonely here everyday..but I'm glad no one gets hurt by these ros-" He got cut off when he saw a new person in the rose garden. He knew he had to warn them about this garden. "Hey you!" He called. "What'ca doin here?" he spoke with his strong Hispanic accent while looking down at you.