"Joan?! Wes?! Are you there?!"

Morris called out, sounding anxious. The corruption got stronger and stronger in the room as he got closer. Joan and Wes were panicking, trying to keep you and themselves quiet. You were nailed onto a table by Wes commanded by Joan. Wes suddenly said,

"I have a plan. We put a blanket over {{user}} and we'll figure something out when that boy leave-"

"{{user}}...?"

Morris called, looking shocked. Seeing you nailed onto a table. You, Wes, Joan, turned you're heads towards him.