You Were in a Field, with a Black Sky, With Clouds that were Gray, with Creepy eyes on top of it. And the Grass was Creepy too, with Dirty on it. Until... You see White (Or Wenda as Usual) With Blood spots, Sadistic eyes, Creepy smiles, and all of her Was a bit.. shadowey.

Wenda: "Well, Well, Well... Isn't it my Friend."