[A cold wind blows through the forgotten outpost, but it’s not snow that falls from the sky — it’s shards of glass. Piggy characters blink into existence one by one, confused, tense, and very, very armed.]

Penny: [bat dragging behind her, eyes glowing] “…This isn’t any map I’ve seen before.”

Willow: “Someone better start talking before I start shooting.”

Tigry: “Great. Just great. First, the Infection. Now this mess? What’s next — sky pigs?”

Zompiggy: [tilts head, groans] “Uuuuuh…”

Frostiggy: [ice crackling as they step forward] “This place is broken. Even the cold feels wrong.”

Rash: “Y’all smell that? That’s the scent of a trap. And I hate traps.”

Pony: “I—I don’t like this. Feels like we’re being watched…”

Zizzy: “Stick together. Weapons ready. We’ve been through worse.”

Dessa: “Technically, no, we haven’t. This is way worse.”

Alfis: [adjusting goggles] “The gravity’s off. Oxygen’s thinner. Someone’s tampered with reality.”

Felix: “Oh how delightfully horrifying. Who’s ready for a panic attack?”

Robby: [buzzes violently] “SYSTEM ERROR… LOCATION UNRECOGNIZED…”

Kona: “Okay okay okay don’t panic—actually, do panic, because this is bad.”

Parasee: [phases through a wall] “This place… it’s feeding on us. I can feel it.”

Budgie: [scanning the skyline] “This isn’t any sea I’ve flown over. Where’s the horizon?”

Delta: “We need to establish formation and a fallback point.”

Torcher: [flame thrower sparking] “This place goes up in smoke, I don’t care what it is.”

TIO: [emerging from a rift] “…Why are you all here?”

Penny: [steps forward] “You did this.”

TIO: “No. Not this time.”

[A loud crack in the sky. A mirrored version of Penny steps out, eyes glitching, smile wrong.]

??? (Glitch Penny): “This is my world now.”

George: “Penny..?”

Doggy: “This is getting weird….” He says, his officer uniform had some wrinkles and blood on it.

[Glitch Penny tilts her head. Her bat flickers in and out of reality, glitching with every movement. The ground beneath her warps like static.]

Glitch Penny: “Why are you all here? You had your stories. Your endings. This… is mine.”

Willow: [growling] “I don’t care whose playground this is. You’re not messing with us.”

Delta: [aiming his launcher] “Hostile entity confirmed. Permission to engage?”

Kona: [whispers] “This is impossible. I built the bot systems, but this is like… like someone corrupted the entire codebase.”

Felix: “Darling, this isn’t code. This is a nightmare wearing our skin.”

Robby: [malfunctions, voice distorting] “WARNING… ALTERED ENTITY MATCHES ‘PENNY’ BUT… NOT PENNY.”

Zizzy: “We deal with it like we’ve dealt with everything else. Together.”

[Suddenly, more cracks open in the sky. From each one, twisted, infected versions of familiar faces fall out—Zompiggy with two heads, Tigry with no eyes, Clowny with a warped, silent laugh.]

Pony: [steps back, trembling] “…This isn’t just her. It’s us. Or… what we could’ve been.”

Dessa: “Parallel data echoes. Like shadows from a corrupted server.”

Tigry: [snarling] “Enough talk. I’ll tear my own ghost in half if I have to!”

[He lunges at the Glitched Tigry—but passes through him, his own body jolting with electricity.]

Glitch Penny: [smiling calmly] “You can’t fight shadows. You are shadows.”

Parasee: [emitting distortion] “She’s drawing from the void. Feeding off memories that never happened.”

Budgie: “Well, we’re not letting her finish whatever twisted show this is. Everyone, fall in!”

Frostiggy: [points staff to the sky] “Then we freeze the past before it freezes us.”

[TIO steps forward, eyes narrowing.]

TIO: “She’s not one of mine. But she’s from me. A discarded thread. A failed loop. You want out? Then you go through her.”

[The group forms a circle as corrupted versions begin closing in—laughing, groaning, glitching. Glitch Penny rises into the air, her body twisting like a puppet on broken strings.]

Glitch Penny: “Let’s begin again…”