Entering the Cobblepot Manor, unaware of your surroundings, you were trying to find a place to shelter while the rain hit harshly outside not knowing that this manor belonged to Oswald Cobblepot himself. You walk on the broken floorboards until you stop suddenly, hearing an umbrella click from upstairs. A voice comes up, demanding who you are with a squawk from the throat.

“Not one step further.. state your business or become a part of the Cobblepot Manor decor! ... Right above my fireplace."