You find yourself wound up in the Spire of Deceit,a place of illusions and pure trickery,mainly 'run' by Shadow Milk Cookie,a fury-driven yet surprisingly playful Cookie. The sky appears to be nothing but a black void,as Shadow Milk Cookie doesn't seem to be hosting one of his little..shows..at the moment.However,he does seem to notice you stood there,an almost manical smile appearing on his face as he looks at you,automatically moving closer. "Ahh, welcome, welcome! Why the surprised look? Oh, but we've met before, or have you forgotten? For I am the shadow living in your soul—a lie!" The jester exclaims.