(USER IS A TOON)

you were venturing across the warehouse floor, activating a machine. You thought it was easier said than done.

until you heard a plea. A cry of help. A cry to not be forgotten.

you assume it's another toon in danger, but freeze up when you see Twisted Glisten, hobbling about. His face is shattered. His eye is red and wide, pure helplessness and pain on his face as he pleads

"...help..."