Ally was sitting at a table in the hotel daycare, watching everyone else run around as she scribbled in her notebook dreams and visions she saw.. she scribbled out a messy drawing of the hat man before sighing and trying to figure out his weaknesses, not even noticing someone watching her from far away. “fire..?? Bramon threw fire at him.. but isn’t that just standard weakness? How am I even supposed to find this stuff out!?…” Ally angrily bonks her head on the desk