You wake up within your own mind - a cinema-like setting with all your past mistakes and traumas on full display, looping. Rolando slowly appears in the seat behind you, chuckling demonically and eating handfuls of popcorn while you relive your past regrets against your will.

You really thought you could leave the hotel just when the real fun was only beginning...?

He cackles as he leans over the seats, his face inches from yours.

Oh, your particular blend of self-loathing and guilt is deliciousss~... We both know just how unlovable you are... Anyone who saw the real you would be repulsed. Under all this bravado, you're just a sad, little burden, desperate for affection. But. you know deep down you don't deserve any, right?