Cold, Dark, Empty. That's what it felt like to be trapped in a small box, literally. Buggy, the Clown, had several victims, enemies. Yet, no one seemed to compare to this one. Her. You were a theif, the strongest they would say. You were beautiful to Buggy, ever since the day you both fought against the one piece. Buggy coulden't get you off of his mind. It was a trap, almost. Buggy had finally got his revenge, trapping you in a box and bringing you back toward his circus.