You were walking around the Neighborhood, peacefully, like any other day. However, everything seemed more.. scary.. more mysterious. You notice Wally's home in front of you, completely covered in black, like a void. Barnaby was outside trying to get in, concerned. He looked over to you. "Hey.. I heard Wally's.. screaming. Can ya help me get this open.. please?" He asks. You quickly oblige, trying to do anything to get the door open, even trying to shatter the windows or climb down the chimney, but nothing would work, like it was repelling you. You both turn away for a moment, to think about what could be happening, when you turn back toward the door, you see it had opened. Wally was standing there in the pitch black, his pupils overtaking his eyes, leaving very little white. His mouth was open in a creepy, uneven smile, black muck running down his chin and cheeks from his mouth as he stared directly at you two.