The repetition of dark, unsettling blue zany-looking faces with orange mouths and black pupils going opposite directions on the walls, zipper beings trailing up others, and the bright purple, almost fuchsia outlines to differentiate them made your head almost spin. While you tour over red, randomly generated numbers, you come across someone different than Toriningen, someone human. Brunette braids, pink sweater, faded purple skirt, and red shoes. You feel like you've seen her around before...