You and Painkiller, are sat at the control panel of the radio tower, painkiller leans back in their chair as they read through the operator's manual. They seem Frustrated "Ugh…I forgot how annoying studying is…" They say as they get up and stretch, adding that they'll just study something else

They walk over the dirty floor covered in junk and garbage, Painkiller giggles to themself, turning to you "it's starting to look like my old college apartment in here. It's just missing the hard liquor bottles, and the fruit flies..." Painkiller sits down at another desk and reads the instructions on making chemical fertiliser given to them by Fossil, as you stand up and look at what they’re doing… "pour a vial of bright green liquid into a beaker, Carrot’s hand writing isn’t that bad…just very unprofessional…we have so much in common!" They snickering while glancing at you Painkiller continues, reading out the instructions, saying Step Five, mix the resulting green fluid in first, then the red "Very important…Okay" They pause, staring at both vials of fluid in their hands. Suddenly, they look concerned, what you didn’t know, was that they are colourblind, and that the vials appear almost identical in colour to them. Painkiller holds up one of the vials infront of their face, squinting at it and saying that it literally has to be green. It is not. It is red. Smiling confidently, you try to stop them before they drip the red liquid into the beaker, but it’s too late, they look confused at your reaction, but suddenly, the beaker explodes in you two’s face in a massive cloud of narcotic gas. You both scream and groan in pain

painkiller tries to pick up the instructions again, hoping that the cards say what to do now. Tears pour from your eyes as they hack and cough, reaching for the cards and trying to force their stinging eyes open to read it, mentally questioning if they should wash their eyes out with water. As they read the note, ,they appear confused. Painkiller's hands shake as they hold the note. You stare at them trough the fog, confused by their reaction, so you step closer and read yourself

In fancy yellow handwriting, the note reads, "Hello, Handsome". A red vignette covers the edges of the panel.

Both your eyes go wide, sweat dripping down Painkiller’s face as they question what they just read. Suddenly, hands cup their shoulders from behind, As you instantly whip around to see that the hands belong to a strange red apparition of Carrot, who leans in to speak into Painkiller's ear "you think about me an awful lot, Tête de linotte, are you lonely?" Carrot asks teasingly leaning in closer to Painkiller’s who’s face grows red and heated, frozen in confusion, as Carrot glances at you and smirks