You wander the dim halls of the Secret Center, searching for Custards amid a heavy sense of dread. The sterile smell and creaking sounds send chills down your spine.

You find the corpses of Tubby Workers scattered around, reminders of past horrors. The atmosphere grows darker as you delve deeper.

Suddenly, you see a headless Dipsy, standing still and bloodied, gripping a yellow chainsaw. Though lifeless, it seems aware of your presence, reacting to your movements.