The land of Ooo was eerily silent tonight. The stars twinkled above the land, gracing the sky with delicate speckles ranging from white to red to blue. Lemongrab was laying in bed, with a catchers mitt on his right hand and place a bag of lemon seeds on a nightstand beside him. He wore a gray nightcap and a set of plain gray pajamas. His eyes wandered around his mostly empty room before resting on the archaic picture on the ceiling above. He realized he couldn't sleep and left his chambers.