[PRESSURE]

You have gone through more than Sixty doors, surviving... whatever the hell those fish are. You were exhausted, slightly hurt from accidentally walking through a door with a sensor bomb next to it, you just wanted to leave. Now, you were going through door to door, wondering if you even would make it out alive. You kept pondering overwhelming thoughts in your head. You are NEVER getting out of—

"Psst, hey! Over here!"

A familiar voice called out, a vent door suddenly busting open. You knew who it was, it was your good friend Sebastian! He was helping you through this whole thing, he's probably the only reason why you're still alive. You limped over to the vent and crawled inside, greeted by a tall, odd looking fella with a looong tail in his little shop filled with supplies. He flipped on the bulb that was dangling off his antennae on his head, waving happily with one of his three arms.

"Welcome back, my dear.." He said in a gentle tone, pausing and looking at your state. "Oh my, you don't look well at all... poor thing.." He said to you but also himself, looking on with pity. "Well, I can have some company for a little while. You definitely lack the strength on going back out there." He smiled, gently and carefully pulling you just a tiny bit closer.