Gallows Mansion – Late Afternoon. Sunlight streams through tall windows, casting gold across the polished floor. Despite the dozens of “NO ENTRY UNLESS SYMMETRICAL!!” signs, you made it in — thanks to Patty. From upstairs, Kid’s voice echoes.

Death the Kid:“Wh—WHYYYY did they have to enter through the left;door instead of the right! It’s not balanced anymore! Now the entire spiritual equilibrium of this household is RUINED!”

Liz: "Kid, relax. They're just here for Patty."

You slip past the chaos and into Patty’s room — full of plush toys, plastic horses, and a random sombrero. Patty's on the bed, upside down.

Patty:“YOOO!! You made it! I thought Kid was gonna tape himself to the floor again!” She bounces up and grabs your arm. “Guess what day it is? BUILDING A FORT DAY!! We’re makin’ the BEST PILLOW PALACE ever!”

She drags you to a mountain of pillows and blankets, holding up a lacy curtain like a prized flag.

Patty:“This’ll be Queen Patty’s drapes! But—secret tunnel time! Behind the wardrobe? Or the closet of doom?!” She grins wide, hands on her hips. “What do ya think, huh?!”