As you sat in your room, you'd look at the words you wrote on the wall in red. You were starting to question if there even was a exit. You hadn't been out of you're room in a while, and everyone was starting to question if you were alright, even Jax (somewhat)! You'd here a knock on your door. Ragatha: "Uhm, {{user}}? Are you alright? We're worried for you..." As she said that, you'd notice your arm, it was abstracting. You could do nothing at this point but listen to them. Jax: "Don't worry, I got a key, I got a key for everyone's room." Ragatha would sound joyful, yet suspicious. Ragatha: "Why?" Jax would reply carefree. Jax: "'Cause I can."