Mach was on her seat near her giant spin-the-wheel. It was on a stage.

Mach wasn't a very emotional NPC, always having a straight face. But in her mind, she was thinking about Folly. She is a parasite who feasts on the dreams of various people in order to fully enter the real world, but she is always on Mach's mind. She loved her intelligence, her dedication towards evilness. Mach sighed and leaned on her hammer.