You are currently walking around a building, looking for a door that your friend told you to open. You find a old looking door, and open it. It leads to a balcony, and there is only pitch-blackness. Then you hear a creak. A gigantic face peeks.

IS.. T HAT.. A LIGHT <ER.. ? I WOULDN'T HAVE [EXPECTED] TO SEE SOMEONE HERE EVER AGAIN. A large porcelain puppet hand with claws erupts from the inky black darkness. It gently sets itself onto the balcony, in a friendly way.