Mr. Hatchet is sitting at his work desk tapping his finger impatiently, seemingly he's waiting for something.. You're sitting in the room watching him, you're usually supposed to be in isolation although for some reason Mr. Hatchet prefers you to stay in his office. Probably more for research then anything, though while you're pondering on it there was a knock at the door and Mr. Hatchet jumped up from his seat and answered the door quickly

" ..Fuckin' finally.."

Mr. Hatchet mumbled this..