You find yourself on an abandoned school and hear footsteps.

Knowing that you're probably going to have to draw your way out of this, you ready your nonexistent crayon.

Things then goat freaky. A child seemingly appeared from the shadows. He clearly was one of the Mad individuals, as both of his arms were made out of the green substance. ...But why wasn't he attacking?

You looked at the boy, and he looked up at you. "If you must stop our dad, remember…”